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The Tyrant’s Broken Princess SEVEN
ALEJANDRO“Thank you,” I hear her faint voice. It was barely audible, almost a whisper but I pretended not to hear it as I shot her an empty look except now that my gaze was fixated on hers, there was something about the way she looked at me.Her eyes weren't empty like they usually were, there was some sort of emotion in them. Some sort of gratitude. I raised an eyebrow in her in question as I glared at her.“Thank you,” she repeated again.“I'm not sure anyone has ever done that for me before. I-” she paused as she looked down at her hands nervously. She seemed at a loss for what to say. My jaw was clenched and I found myself unsatisfied by her gratitude, I grabbed her wrist and pulled her to me not so gently, closing the proximity between us.“Don't make the mistake of thinking I did anything for you so your appreciation is only waste of time. I did this because I like order and I don't like my rules being broken. This doesn't change what your father has done and this certainly d
Last Updated : 2025-02-15The Tyrant’s Broken Princess EIGHT
MEANDRAMy fingers stung with the bruises that were inflicted on them. The more I tugged at the rope holding the fetcher, the more intense the pain felt but I didn't mind. My mind was completely absent from the pain that I felt.It was occupied by something completely different. I was caught in-between feeling gratitude and confusion.To be honest, I hate feeling. The thought of being grateful to Alejandro didn't exactly sit well with me and I found thoughts spiralling. Why did he defend? His hatred for me was so intense that I was convinced that he was going to be much more cruel than the other lords but everytime I expected something from him, he did the exact opposite, leaving me surprised and confused.If it wasn't a warm bed, it was good food. If it wasn't good food, it was a comfortable bed and if it wasn't a comfortable bed, it was a doctor. I had no idea what to believe.My hands were swollen and were barely able to move but I forced myself to move them anyway. I was tired and
Last Updated : 2025-02-15The Tyrant’s Broken Princess NINE
MEANDRAEvery inch of my body was heavy with exhaustion. I wondered how I was even able to move my feet. I was battling to keep my eyes open and my stomach rumbled painfully with hunger.I was able to finish filling up the drums in time and I was able to finish with my kitchen duties before nightfall just like Alejandro instructed. I was even sure I had the strength to think about the consequences but what matters was that I finished on time.I closed my eyes and sighed and I paused and leaned against the wall for a moment. Everywhere spinned and my balance wasn't exactly stable.When I was sure that I had regained a semblance of my balance, I continued to walk down the hallway and paused midway with wide eyes when I spotted Belle looking up at me.I wondered how on earth she was everywhere. I wondered how I didn't spot her early enough.My brows furrowed. I didn't know if I had the energy to engage in another conversation or answer a bunch of questions.I also didn't want to think ab
Last Updated : 2025-02-15The Tyrant’s Broken Princess TEN
MEANDRAI gasped at the piercing sensation of the ice cold water that was poured over my body. I remained still for a moment before I was able to open my eyes.I saw the guard from yesterday towering over me with a stone cold look in his eyes. The thought of him coming back to finish what he started yesterday, flashed through my mind.I quickly adjusted into a sitting position because there was no way I was going to let him have his way with me but then again, what part of me thought that I would be able to spit on his face and get away with it? To my relief, I realized that he wasn't alone.Shantai was standing beside me. Her eyes held no emotion whatsoever as she observed me.“The lord has requested your presence. You're to follow the maid immediately,” he growled. I subtly released a sigh of relief. Okay, maybe he didn't return to take advantage of me after all.I stood up almost immediately and I followed Shantai just like he said. The guard walked closely behind us which made me
Last Updated : 2025-02-15The Tyrant’s Broken Princess ELEVEN
ALEJANDROThe only thing I was aware of was the rage fueling through my veins as I spotted Meandra at my sister's table.it was almost unbelievable that I would find her here.The guard from her cell had come to make certain if I was the one that requested her presence and I had shifted the pile of files on my table to the side, mainly because I was confused and I couldn't understand what he was talking about.He told me about my sister's maid telling him how I requested her presence which I had no memory of doing. I came to the conclusion that it could only mean one thing.She was planning an escape. The guard was certainly going to be punished. I couldn't let his act of stupidity go unpunished but for now, the main priority was finding her before she escaped from this place.Elias had been present when the guard had delivered the news. I could remember throwing loud orders at the guards to look for her in every hallway, in every room, in every bar behind the cellar and we have been u
Last Updated : 2025-02-20The Tyrant’s Broken Princess TWELVE
ALEJANDRO“No,” the word resounded in my head over and over again. It took me a while to register that everyone was standing there.The maids, the guard I had ordered and Elias who had just walked back in. The shock on his face was enough evidence that he had heard his response.It was enough to convince me that I wasn't imagining things. Somehow she had gathered the audacity to tell me ‘no’ and it was something that was beyond my comprehension.Her expression was neutral, there was no trace of fear in her eyes, there was no evidence of the panic that I had seen and somehow I was forced to consider the fact that I might be imagining things.I grabbed her wrist and I tugged her towards me not so gently. She showed no sign of pain or discomfort. Infact, she showed nothing at all.“I'd be careful if I were you and think about the consequences of what you're doing,” I narrowed my eyes on her. I knew that we were under the observation of everyone.“You know it won't end well for you if you
Last Updated : 2025-02-20The Tyrant’s Broken Princess THIRTEEN
ALEJANDROSomehow I couldn't think about it. All of it. The ghost of a smile still remained on my face as I remembered the day she looked at me before she walked up to the guard.She has been fearless and dismissive and for some reason, I had been intrigued instead of offended. I walked through the doors of my office with Elias behind me. Malachi was waiting in front of my table.“Greetings my Lord,” he bowed subtly.“I've been waiting for you. Forgive me, I am not complaining but you took quite a while,” he said. His brows furrowed in confusion as he looked at me and I wondered if he could see it.If he could see the intrigue on my face.“The girl spoke back to the lord today,” Elias finally spoke up, breaking the silence and answering the silent question that Malachi didn't ask out loud. Malachi went still and his face morphed into absolute confusion.“What girl are you talking about?” He said. I headed over to my table, making no effort whatsoever to contribute to their conversatio
Last Updated : 2025-02-25The Tyrant’s Broken Princess FOURTEEN
MEANDRAMy hands are swollen as usual, my back ached from standing so long but I didn't let my mind linger too much on the exhaustion. It was already something that I was accustomed to.The guard was not too far away, monitoring me but at the same time he seemed to be invested in an intense conversation with the other guard. To my relief, it wasn't the guard that tried to grope me the previous night.He paid no sort of inappropriate attention to me except when I spent too much time pulling up the fetcher from the well. I froze when I heard a subtle whistle. The hair on the back of my neck suddenly stood on end.Someone was there. Against my better judgement, I let my gaze travel across the tall grass there. My gaze met Belle's. I froze. Shantai stood beside her. I watched as Belle raised her finger to her lips signalling for her to keep quiet.I was suddenly engulfed with dread. I was caught in-between telling the child to leave me alone and indulging her. I didn't want to get into mo
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The Tyrant’s Broken Princess CHAPTER 35
MEANDRANo one was buying it.Jasquire pushed the door open, walking in with a smile on her face. She pushed past Shantai and me. Shantai stumbled back slightly, caught off guard by Jasquire's sudden burst.Jasquire planted herself on the bed, spreading her arms wide.Leaning forward, she directed her focus toward Belle, who sat on the bed. Belle's eyes widened in surprise, reflecting a mix of shock and disgust as she stared at Jasquire.Her expression shifted quickly; the furrow in her brows deepened as she instinctively inched backward, trying to create some distance between herself and Jasquire.“Come on, Belle. Don’t be scared!” Jasquire teased, her voice light and playful. She leaned even closer. It was as if Jasquire thrived on the thrill of pushing boundaries. Belle looked over at Shantai and I for help.Shantai, who had regained her balance, stepped forward, trying to interfere.“Jasquire, please give Belle some space. The doctor said she needs rest," she said."I just want
The Tyrant’s Broken Princess CHAPTER 34
MEANDRAThen there it was—the unmistakable sound of her footsteps. I had become so accustomed to it, a haunting echo that seemed to follow me wherever I went. The way she walked—confident, almost predatory—sent a chill down my spine. I tried quickening my steps, but she had already seen me.There was no escaping her now.My heart raced.She didn’t yell, which gave me more anxiety. Maybe because Alejandro was closeby so she didn’t want to risk getting caught.I curled my fingers into a fist at my side, taking deep breaths to brace myself for what was to come. I could feel the weight of her gaze on my back, a tangible force that pushed me forward but there was nowhere to hide.The hallway was wide, bright, and long. I wonder how many steps I would take before I reached the stairs.Would that be a good idea? My eyebrows furrowed as I wondered. Would letting her linger behind me as I took steps down the stairs be wise? Suddenly, a hand grabbed my shoulder and yanked me back. I stumbled
The Tyrant’s Broken Princess CHAPTER 33
MEANDRABelle had left with Shantai, and I resumed my work, doing whatever I could possibly do to avoid Jasquire. I held a broom, sweeping the kitchen with a sense of urgency, trying to drown out the chaos.I hummed softly as I focused on the task at hand, hoping it would keep my mind off everything else, especially Jasquire.Then they were footsteps, I ignored him, still hoping it wasn’t Jasquire. I braced myself either way just in case I was wrong. The footsteps grew louder, and I felt a knot tightening in my stomach.I knew it was only a matter of time before she found me—if that was her. I took a deep breath, willing myself to stay calm. “Please, not Jasquire,” I thought, wishing for a moment of peace.Suddenly, a familiar voice interrupted.“Meandra!” the voice yelled, breathless and urgent. I halted, my eyebrows furrowing in confusion and concern. The tone was frantic, and I could feel my heart rate quicken.Slowly, I turned to face the direction of the voice, bracing myself f
The Tyrant’s Broken Princess CHAPTER 32
MEANDRA“I’m not a small child,” Belle insisted, her voice firm as she took small steps towards us.Malachi scoffed, his face a mask of barely-contained rage. Malachi scoffed, his expression not wavering.He looked as though he hated her but he obviously couldn’t do anything. She wasn’t me. She was belle—Alejandro’s younger sister and if he tried to hurt her, his head would be cut off from his beck quicker than he could blink.That would be fun to watch.“Are you hurting Meandra?” Belle demanded, her eyes narrowed, her small hands planted defiantly on her waist.“I think you should go inside,” Malachi suggested, his voice tight with barely-suppressed frustration.“I’m not going anywhere,” Belle stated, her chin lifting with a stubborn tilt.Malachi let out a long, exasperated sigh, clearly restraining himself.“So you are hurting her,” Belle pointed out, her voice laced with accusation.“We were just talking,” Malachi retorted, quickly. The speed of his response only made everything m
The Tyrant’s Broken Princess CHAPTER 31
MEANDRAHere I was again, in Jasquire’s room, the air thick. I lowered my head, my heart pounding as I braced myself for whatever she was about to do. My mind raced, conjuring different scenarios, each more unsettling than the last, as I desperately tried to anticipate her next move.The silence in the room was suffocating. It made my anxiety even worse.Then my mind went to the burn on my hand.Would she hurt me again? Would she do something even worse?Finally, Jasquire spok, breaking the silence.“Here,” she said, her voice sharp and devoid of warmth.Slowly, I lifted my head and my gaze to meet hers. She stood before me, holding out a basket overflowing with clothes. Her expression was held disdain, yet beneath it, I detected a flicker of restraint, a deliberate control.She didn’t want to resort to physical violence today, or even direct confrontation, for fear that Alejandro would unexpectedly walk in, seeing her in a negative light. This was the best option she had. “Here,” she
The Tyrant’s Broken Princess CHAPTER 30
MeandraAlejandro instructed that I sit on his bed and I did, inching towards the edge. His eyebrows furrowed, watching me. “Sit!” He ordered. I shifted and sat carefully on the bed. I refused to meet his gaze, my fingers gripping the bed sheet.Reluctantly, he reached for his trouser and pulled on them slightly before going down on one knee. The other high up. My eyes grew wide at his action but I relaxed my expression quickly before he caught it.He took my hand in his. He must have mistakenly brushed the burn because it stung.I furrowed my eyebrows, not wanting to show much pain.“It’s just a little burn,” he said, disregarding my hesitation. He held my fingers tightly, holding it in place. He looked at me, warning me not to move an inch.I took in a breath, my chest heaving up and down, bracing myself.He tilted my hand to the side, inspecting it before drawing it closely to his lips and blowing on it. “It wouldn’t hurt this much, if you didn’t get yourself hurt”.My fingers
The Tyrant’s Broken Princess CHAPTER 29
MEANDRAI hoped to avoid Jasquire today.It wasn’t much to ask. Just a few moments of peace. A moment of silence to call my own. But apparently, that was too much.The dishwater had just started to warm, biting at my skin as I plunged my hands beneath the surface.I let the clanking of the plates distract me, to fill my mind for a moment of time before she stormed in to order me around."Meandra!" she called, her voice slicing through the quiet like a blade.I stiffened.My shoulders jerked up, and a plate slipped from my grip beneath the water, knocking against the basin with a sharp clink. I shut my eyes and let out a long, silent exhale. Maybe if I ignored her, she’d go away.Maybe she’d get tired of shouting. Maybe she’d think I wasn’t here.But Jasquire never gave up that easily.I didn’t answer. Instead, I scrubbed harder, taking it out on a particularly crusted pan.I could feel the irritation bubbling in my chest, threatening to rise to my throat.Why couldn’t she leave me alo
The Tyrant’s Broken Princess CHAPTER 28
ALEJANDROIf I couldn’t forget her, then I had only one choice left.I would avoid her.Separate myself from any situation that involves her. Detach. Withdraw. Escape.It sounded easy in my head, but my chest ached with the weight of it, like I’d just carved out something vital and left it bleeding.I stood in the middle of my room, unmoving for a moment, then started pacing again. Back and forth, like a prisoner waiting on a verdict I already knew would be grim.My steps were restless, my mind louder than ever. Her face lingered behind my eyes—those eyes, that voice, the way she had looked at me last night, like she saw everything I was trying to hide.Damn it. I pressed the heel of my palm against my temple, breathing deep. I had to pull myself together.This wasn’t normal.It couldn’t be normal.I needed to call Elias.Maybe he would understand what was happening to me. Maybe he could explain why every breath I took felt shallow unless I’d seen her that day, why I couldn’t stop rep
The Tyrant’s Broken Princess CHAPTER 27
JASQUIREDid he call me Meandra?My mind went back and forth, trying to figure out whether it actually happened or my mind was playing tricks on me. Alexjandro was calling her name. Her name had fallen from his lips so casually, so smoothly, I almost doubted myself.But I heard it—didn’t I? I replayed the moment in my head again and again, trying to make sense of what had happened. Had my mind conjured it in a jealous twist? Or had Alejandro really looked into my eyes and mistaken me for her?He didn’t help matters either. Of course, he didn’t. His silence infuriated me even more. He didn’t deny it. He didn’t explain. He didn’t care enough to even offer me a lie. He simply stared at me with that unreadable face of his, and let me walk away.Fine. If he wouldn’t give me answers, I’d find them myself.If Meandra was on his mind, I’d make damn sure she regretted it.What spell had she cast over him? What tricks had she used to linger in his mind even now? It seems she has forgotten h
