After the regime of her tyrant father who imposed hell on every kingdom, Meandra, Princess of Kingdom Coal is left to bear the brunt of her fathers sin. Each year, she’s to be passed to suffer under each Lord, to be used and battered as they like. Seven Lords. Seven Kingdoms. Seven Hell. Born as a princess, treated less than a slave. Now in her sixth year, Meandra is sent to Lord Alejandro, ruler of the most powerful kingdom and the man her father wronged the most. Exhausted and Broken, she is determined to endure his ruthlessness as he bores hatred for her. But Lord Alejandro is different, he doesn’t care for her indifference, or the lack of emotion in her eyes. He wants her to talk if he commands it, to smile when he wants, and to laugh if he desires hearing one. What would happen in this game of slavery and indifference? Meandra, the princess who has lost her touch of affection, and the man who would make sure to bring it back to her face? What happens when she realizes that every action of him trying to make her bring back her colors is a vendetta that would cost her the one thing she’s badly clinging onto? Find out in this game of vengeance and desire.
View MoreALEJANDROI had to forget Meandra.She wasn’t supposed to matter. She wasn’t supposed to linger in my mind like this.She was just a servant—a mere servant—and yet somehow, she became a thorn in my skin that I couldn’t remove.I clenched my jaw, grinding my teeth as though that would force her image out of my head.I sat on the edge of my bed, elbows pressed into my knees, face buried in my palms. The room was quiet, too quiet. I began tapping my foot restlessly against the floor.Control yourself.I lifted my head and inhaled slowly. My room felt smaller than usual, like the walls were leaning in closer, pressing in on my shoulders.“She isn’t important,” I muttered under my breath.But the words felt hollow, weak. A poor attempt at self-deception. I could lie to everyone else, but not to myself.As expected, there was a knock at the door.I straightened immediately, hands sliding off my face as I jerked to my feet. “Come in,” I ordered.The door creaked open. Jasquire steppedin w
MEANDRA“I woulda advise you don't take a step into my room if you know what is good for you. Surely, you haven't forgotten your place,” Bella stepped in front of me protectively. The words were on the tip of my tongue.I wanted to tell her not to interfere but somehow, I knew she might not listen to me. Malachi's cold gaze shifted to her immediately. Something flashed across his eyes. I couldn't tell whether it was surprise or something else entirely.“Greetings, your Majesty, my apologies for interrupting,” he said. But there was an undertone of irritation in his voice as he spoke. Bella ignored his greetings. I clutched my hands tightly.My breathing and fingers were already shaking. With Malachi, I never knew what to expect. The only thing I knew was that when it came to him, it couldn't be good. He resented me as much as his daughter.I noticed he made no move to step into her room. He remained at the doorway.She was the princess after all. Disobeying her orders might be good a
MEANDRAI flinched, immediately adjusting upright. I was struggling to breathe. Maybe because I haven't fully recovered from the shock that I felt at being awoken so suddenly it maybe it was because of how icy the water was.My body was still heavy with exhaustion and I could barely move. Thankfully I had changed back into my familiar prison dress. The memories of last night flashed through my head almost immediately.I could still feel Martin's hands on my skin as he tried to force my legs to pry apart. If Alejandro hadn't spoken up at the last minute, I couldn't bring myself to imagine what would have happened.I wasn't even sure that I wanted to imagine it. He had saved you. Again. Immediately the thought crossed my mind, anger followed immediately. It was slowly beginning to give way to a silent rage. Save? He was the reason why I was in that situation in the first place! My thoughts were interrupted as I noticed a guard towering over me with a glare.Maybe I was taking too much t
ALEJANDROI was terrified. Maybe terrified was too much of a word. But I could feel my ego clashing with whatever feelings were coiling in the deep pit of my belly. The reality was slowly beginning to dawn on me and I could feel my confusion slowly shifting into panic.Meandra was all I could think about. The image of her in that ridiculous dress was still stuck in my memory for all the sick reasons that I didn't want to admit. I was supposed to be different, I was supposed to lead by example. I was supposed to be everything a king was.Upright, different, just. Now, I felt that I was no better than a hypocrite. I could see her tearing her eyes looking at me. Like she'd rather be anywhere else than In front of me and for some unknown reason.It was beginning to bother me. My confusion was slowly shifting to anger because this was the last thing that I wanted to be feeling.Especially not for a girl whose father murdered mine. If anything, I was too ashamed to admit that I was angry wi
JASQUIREMy face flushed with embarrassment as I made my way out of Alejandro's room. I couldn't believe that he would do this to me. I was in a haze. It was hard to recover from shock as I began to button up my dress.He never even gave me time to dress up quickly before he locked me out. Just when I thought that everything was going according to plan, everything was suddenly ruined by that slave girl. I've never been more humiliated like I was now and all because of a pathetic slave girl that no cares if she lives or dies.At that moment, I was filled with so much hatred that I wasn't so sure that I could function on the spot. It's like ever since he became king. He turned into someone I couldn't even recognize.It was like I lost all trace of existence to him and just when I thought I was on the pathway of getting him back. This slave girl ruins everything. I was almost tempted to face palm myself. Father had give me one job and I wasn't able to go through with it. I hadn't been ab
ALEJANDRONo matter how I tried to ignore the tug in my chest, I still felt it. My gaze was fixated on hers and for some reason, I was unable to look away. Her eyes were broken and shattered and I could see the betrayal in them.It was just reputation over her feelings. She was a slave. She had no say. Her words screamed in my head and no matter how much I tried to ignore it, it was stuck there.I claimed to be order and justice and fair treatment but I was neither of those things. Maybe she was right. What I had were double standards.Maybe I was more concerned about my reputation than I was concerned about treating her fairly. Her empty eyes were not so empty anymore. They were broken and shattered and they were begging for mercy. Martin's laughter suddenly rang so loudly in my ears to the point that it was becoming irritating.He looked beyond happy to be here. Too happy.“Don't think too much about it, she knows her place already,” I watched as Martin yanked her forward, raising h
MEANDRAThis was a nightmare that in any moment from now was going to wake up. It was nothing but a bad dream but the more I repeated the mantra mentally, the more reality began to set in. This was my life.This was really happening to me. I was forced to parade around the hall in a ridiculously skimpy dress. I could barely use my hands to cover some parts of my body because I was forced to serve drinks. Degrading comments and cat calls were thrown across my way and no matter how much I tried to school my expression into a neutral, it was getting to me terribly and I was becoming even more bad at hiding it.My eyes tried to catch Alejandro's once more but he made it obvious that he was ignoring me as he casually conversed with the other lord. I closed my eyes and sighed.A hand brushed against my thigh as I served drinks. I looked down to see Martin staring at me. My heart was clouded with horror as he made a show of his traveling down the length of my body. I was tempted to make a r
MEANDRAMy chest was clouded with intense fear as I shrunk away from the men that approached me. I looked down at myself and I realized that I had no clothes on. I looked up at men in horror.The longer I looked, the more realization dawned on me. They were the faces of the lord that I had stayed with. The looks in their eyes became even more terrifying as they closed the distance between me and them.I attempted to escape, to make a run for it but for some reason that I couldn't yet identify, I was unable to move and I could do nothing about it. They looked hungry and ready to rip into pieces. Lustful and vengeful, the promise that all they would do is take and take was quite certain. I screamed as their hands became imprinted into my skin.They grabbed me painfully.I hurriedly spring into a sitting position. My heart was racing terribly as I struggled to breathe and my senses were slowly coming together as I began to recognize where I was.My eyes fluttered closed as I sighed. I co
ALEJANDROIt's been a long day but as I closed the last file and placed it on top of the file, I felt satisfied. The day has been nothing short of productive.Except from the time that the guard had abruptly brought Meandra in. I had managed to scan through every file on my desk attentively without interruptions. As I stood up from my seat, a slight wave of exhaustion hit me.I couldn't wait to retire to bed for a good rest. Elias was with me. He stood at the other side of the room with his hands folded together as we made discussions every now and then about the feast.He was still convinced that Malachi was clearly acting out of malice instead of the good of the kingdom. A part of me considered listening to whatever it was that Elias had to say.I have always respected the man's advice since I was a child but the other part of me didn't want to make any decision that would look like I was showing Meandra compassion.I had a reputation to protect. As the Lord with the highest author
For years, every kingdom suffered under the regime of tyrant King Elijah. He whipped women, took the men as nothing but drum fetchers. The entire eight kingdoms were under him and he did no good. He was a bad king to his own Kingdom, and a worser one to others. Until six years ago, when he was finally brought down and killed by Lord Alejandro, a child he had undermined so badly. As punishment for him not having a male heir, the Lords took his one and only daughter, Meandra, and declared that she suffers the sins of her father. She’s to serve each kingdom for a year, as a slave nonetheless, tortured and broken just like her father did them. But with one thing never to be touched. Just one.———————-PROLOGUE“Get up,” he sneered at the woman curled against the wall, her hair looking so unkept and covering the entirety of her face.Her head moved in a slow motion, her orbs looking so dead as she looked up at him, blinking once before staring into his eyes. For a moment, he let himself...
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