The sound of footsteps drew Lucien's attention toward the door, and he rise to his feet as it opens. Three men in black cloaks came in, and Lucien bowed in gesture."You have arrived, your majesty," He said while the man in the middle scowled displeased.He looked around his environment and went to a wooden chair and sat. The dissatisfaction on his face was as clear as the sky "You got some nerves, calling me here. You hold no important position but yet I have to come to see you" the curt reply send a shiver down Lucien's body."It was for your sake, your highness. If I were to come to see you in the palace, it will only draw attention to you. As you know, I hold no important position than being favoured by the Norva king" "Say no more, I don't need your explanation. Tell me why we are here""To discuss the prince and Sebastian's family" Lucien replied.Another man in a black cloak scoffed this time and move close to Lucien, removing his cloak. "Didn't you already fail on your second
His body was as light as a leaf, as he float in the small lake, it was peaceful and quiet. More like his own paradise, his face was filled with happiness and satisfaction, it had been a long since he has ever felt this kind of peace."It's been long, so it probably is a dream," He thought as he opened his eyes and darkness was the next thing he saw.Suddenly, he found himself in that place where the most horrific thing in his life happened.Their blood flows over to him, their screams, their cries filled with pain, tearing his heart apart."Simon" The voice called with so much affection, trying her best to hide the fear in her.He looked terrified, a blade was placed on his mother's throat, ready to slit her throat but what terrified him was the person who was holding the blade to his mother's throat. He already knows the person, but why is this showing someone else? Why does he see himself at his mother's back with a knife to her throat?"Mother" His voice shakes as he called her nam
Imogen gulped down uncomfortable and disengaged from the hug. Edward looked at her confused as she pushed him back."What happened? Did I startle you with the sudden hug? I am sorry, I was just too happy" He apologized sincerely, while Imogen gazed at him surprised.He treats her different like she matters and her heart loves it. But why does she still feel uncomfortable around him? "It is alright, I was just a little scared being in that position with you"Edward stared at her sad and disappointed "Why are you scared? Because you belong to Simon?" Imogen could see the sadness in his eyes and that makes her a bit unhappy."That isn't it, am scared because of you. Your title, what if anyone sees us like this? I don't want any trouble for you, especially with my master" Imogen bit on her lower lips, deeply worried about him.He could see that, and nothing makes him happier. But it is wrong, being this happy around her is wrong? After finding out she belongs to her cousin, he was to stay
Warning: Mature ContentA wave of dreadness crashed over Imogen as a guard sat her and tied her to a chair, she could hardly stop herself from fainting or collapsing on the wooden chair she sat on, wondering why she is here again. What could her sin be to be tied up in her master's room, sitting on his chair?Being in this room alone is torture in itself because every time she found herself here something bad always comes out it, she fears that might happen tonight again."Why am I here?" She asked the guard tying her, but he said nothing. Instead, he move away and left with another guard in the room, the door creeps open again and someone entered.The person said nothing, it was quiet that Imogen could see or hear nothing as she was far from the door but yet she knew the person in the room with her, it was her master. She could smell him, his scent and felt his powerful presence but surprisingly from his breath, she could tell he was angry.The silence between them stretched, making
Warning; Mature ContentBut now she knows that she can't change her perception of him. He is a monster that deserves to be killed, she hates him with her everything.That monster on top of her, she wished she could find a blade and aim it at his heart. Imogen wished him death, and nothing more than that.Simon could see the hatred in her eyes, those feisty eyes burning with hatred for him. As much as it saddens him, he can't deny that it also excites him. He wondered how long she will have that look on, especially after what he planned on doing to her."You hate me, don't you," He asked an obvious question and Imogen almost hissed at his words but controlled herself. The last thing she wants is for him to summon Aria or any slaves and punish them in front of her.She gave him no reply, just staring into his beautiful blue eyes. Something came into her mind, was he always a monster or did something change him? She found herself curious to know more, but she didn't dare to ask."If you
Warning; Mature ContentHe didn't know, but he had already become the owner of her body, and that baffles her so much. At least he own her body, but not her heart, she knew for sure that he will never find a place in her heart.Imogen thought was cut short, when he blew on her clit again, sniffing in her delicious smell, his c*ck twitched looking at her clit, he could hardly control the urge to have her.However, he held in his urge to release the beast in him, tonight is about her not him. He stared at her pink pussy, wanting nothing more than to hear her scream."I thought you only look beautiful up there," He said referring to her tits "But I had no idea that you were beautiful here too, and this is only meant for me to see and praise," He said, possessively and with lustful desires, Imogen replied not to his words, anticipating on how this will end.He held her hips, pulling Imogen closer to him, his finger moved her towards her p**sy fold, carefully and she moved up like a flower
Freya curled her lips up brightly, standing in front of her window, as she enjoys the view of nature, birds, trees, maids as they all move around, her cheeks heat up as she catch a glimpse of a guard and a maid showing love for each other.Here, she could see everything and everyone but that wasn't the same for her, she was invisible, not to be shown to the world except for one person or the day of her wedding, until that day she was expected to stay in her room.To Freya, her beautiful lovely room was her prison, her cell, locked in here till a certain day. That a man will come and claim her hand in marriage, so she had hoped. Once, her man comes, she will be able to explore her love for nature but sadly, the man, her man who she has been waiting and hoping for, will only put her in another prison.She moved away from the window and went to her mirror, stared at her own pale and luminous skin, her natural red hair cascading midway down her back in wavy ringlet, her oval face blushed
Her feet shake as she heads to the slave's quarter, her mind filled with guilt and embarrassment about last night, while her body feels like shit.She had thought to herself that when she woke up this morning, she will forget about everything but her master's word this morning will forever be crafted in her mind, she feel ashamed and worthless, she almost forgot her place and was starting to feel important again.She is just a slave, and that is all she will ever be.Imogen opened the door to her room, and as usual, she saw Aria inside with a worried look, Imogen smiled and went to her."Are you ok?" Aria cupped her face and sat her down on the bed, checking her body."What happened? Did he hurt you?" She asked worried and held Imogen's hand.Imogen looked at her, as tears threatened to fall, she couldn't hold them back so she cried in Aria's arms."What happened? Did he hurt you?"Imogen sniffed in, and disengaged from the hug then faced Aria, pondering on what to do? Should she tell
Fear, she hasn't experienced that in a while. The only man that has ever terrified her so much was Simon. And he has been good to her, even more than good, but sitting in front of Beldon here makes her quiver, whoever he is, she knows he is no ordinary man.And the look he gives her is so fearsome, that she could guess who he is, especially after seeing him with Edward's servant Marcellus. He is so similar to Simon and Edward. It is so obvious, who he is but the reason he is here is what scares her.She wished to leave. To get off this carriage, but running won't solve her problem, with the three men outside and Aria as their hostage, it is hopeless.She took another look at Beldon who took a seat in front of her."You must be Simon's new mistress, you are more beautiful than I thought. Do you know who I am?" Beldon asked while Imogen shook her head like a child being interrogated. That is how she feels in his presence, weak and worthless. Intimidating by a man she just met in just a
"This isn't what I foresaw today to be, he isn't supposed to be here watching you selecting your wedding attires. It was meant to be a surprise, how is he going to be mesmerized by your beauty when he has already seen everything" Imogen complained, as she looked back and rolled her eyes at Carter, who was walking behind them with a few guards.Aria gleamed, she was delighted that Carter was here with her, even if it wasn't as her lover but as Imogen's guard. She is still pleased, but it makes no sense if he has seen everything they are going to use for the wedding dress."But it isn't like we can push them away, he is here under the lord's order to protect you""From what? Am just his mistress, not his wife, and yet I have more guards than I need. It isn't like my life is in danger, I don't understand why I have to go around with these guards. It is frustrating""I guess that is the price you have to pay for being his mistress, I heard the news has spread around every region in the ki
Nothing can be compared to how she feels now, her husband's betrayal, Gila's words and even more."Let's go to them" I requested but Maggie shook her head."Your Highness, please.." I ignored her plead and headed to the door when she heard some noise outside which made her halt."Do you hear that Lady Victoria came back and she is with the prince?""I did, I wish I could see them together. The other maids said they look good together, better than this new princess. Sometimes I wish the prince never married her, there is no place for someone like her in the palace. Even Maggie is tired of being her maid, I heard she went to the chief of maids and requested to be put under another royalty, no one wants to be under a foolish princess especially when her place isn't yet secured" The other maid said and they both laughed, Freya gasped and her hand leaves the door handle.She turned to Maggie, hurting not only by their words but their betrayal. Her maids are supposed to be her best friends,
Many acknowledge her to be a failure, who went from her higher place to a lower place. Many pity her because she is a young lady who lost her husband, and few fear her because none of what they think of her is true.The ride stopped, and the door opened while Victoria grinned and stepped down. Take a glimpse of the mansion in front of her, a place once called her house until her parents discarded her.Marry her to a man she never loved, all because of power. And shocking that is one of the reasons she came back, for power and love.To conquer Avis."Well, well, well, look who is here. The almighty Mrs Victoria Fearington or I guess not since your husband is dead. You can't be called Mrs Fearington either miss, how sad. You must still be grieving, my dearest. I understand, how you feel....""Insolent" Victoria disgraced, cutting her father Mistress Dorcas short. She turned to the servants in front of her."Take my stuff to my old room, and take some gifts to my mother, They are from th
The smile on Imogen's face, expanded more when the door opened and he walked her in.Never had she thought, she would be able to enjoy this luxury. Having a big room like this was not part of her plan, Simon held her hand and kissed it when she left her mouth widened open.This was unexpected, yet beautiful."Do you love this? I thought you might not like it since it is old but if you don't"Is he serious right now? She might not like it, this was the biggest room she had ever been to, maybe not as big as Simon's but..., it looked so beautiful, with its glowing crystal lamp, and wooden furniture, she looked at the big bed and then her golden closest, the pretty furniture mirror she has ever seen, and most importantly now her room.Which isn't in the slave quarter, but near to his. This is one of the rooms, he never allowed anyone to enter but now hers. Her room looks like that of a Princess, a fantasy she has only read in books but is now hers. Hers, she can't stop using that word.
Waking up this morning felt frighteningly unusual to Imogen, she tossed and felt Simon's strong hand tighten on her waist, listening to the soft rhythms of his heart. It was the first night she had ever shared the morning with him in peace, without worrying about what would happen the next morning.Even though it was unusual, she felt so much more peaceful than ever. And it scares her so much, being in his arms like this might make her weak again.'Am starting to think you regret this, with the look on your face" Simon said while Imogen gasped surprised."You were awake?"Simon raised his head, and rested his cheek under his palm, staring at Imogen like she was all that mattered and she was.All that matters."I have been awake for a night, to be honest, I couldn't sleep. I was scared that when I woke up, you might disappear, regretting that you agreed to be mine" He admitted and tucked Imogen's hair behind her hair while Imogen smiled."One might think you are badly in love with me,
Poppy stared, shocked by his request. She can't believe he wants her to poison Imogen, why? It is just so cruel to a girl who has never done anything to him. Maybe her only sin was being Simon's woman, but none of it was her fault. She is just as helpless as any other slave, just like her. "I.....I... Please take my life, but I don't think I can do it" She said and got on her knees while Lucien looked at her with no emotion written on his face. "Oh," He curled his lips and squatted at her level, and raised her jaw, in a hurtful way. "Then you won't mind if I inform your former master where you are now, I saved you from your brutal master who wanted you and your son dead. If I let him know about your location, he won't hesitate to come to find and kill both you and your son. Or will it be better if I do it myself, I mean kill your son and hand you over to him" Lucien threatened and Poppy's eyes flickered with different kinds of emotions. "Not my son, please" She clamped her hands t
She pulled him closer and kissed him, while he responded to the intimacy before she stopped. She pulled her hand on his board chest, and looked up at him, with a shaky breath."As long as you don't have regret, then I also don't. So, tonight don't think about anything else than you and I" He gently held her neck and crashed his lips against her. Imogen gasped in surprise and his tongue slid in, possessing her with his mouth and his tongue. It feels so good, to be kissed by him. She hates to admit but if she had left with Edward, she would surely miss this. Her possessive master and now her lord. The kiss got more intense, as they kept moving back not breaking the kiss until her back hit the wall. Simon halted and looked at her with nothing but desire and love, he wanted her so much. And she does too, the passion for each other was there. Apart from her desire, he couldn't find anything. It hurts but he wasn't expecting more than this. "Get on your knees" He requested while Imog
The red garment slipped off her body and she stepped inside the warm water of the bathtub, filled with red roses. She relaxed her body into the soothing feeling of the water's warmth, as two slaves washed her, with Poppy behind them inspecting their service to Imogen, tonight, there could be no mistakes. Imogen wondered if the letter she sent had reached Edward and if Aria was now safe. Decisions were meant to be made, and she made one, she chose to abandon Edward and hold Simon's hand. Regret? if she had one, she would not have made this decision earlier. "We are done" The slaves announced and she stepped out from the bathtub, her body was then dried by the slaves with clean fabrics, it sure felt good to be cared for in such a manner, it almost made her feel like royalty, but she knew she couldn't be farther from royalty. They sat her down in front of the mirror and they started dressing her. "Do you know you have the most beautiful hair I have ever seen?" Poppy addressed her as s