All Chapters of His Damsel: Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

I tried to keep a straight face. “It was only once, General. I needed a particular flower for my garden.”He nodded. “I am sure you will find enough flowers in these gardens, better not to go outside for it.” His words held a warning. “I don’t want to be the one bringing you unhappiness.”“But I was...”He held his hand out in front of me. “Just make sure you don’t get caught.” Saying that he left the chamber, leaving me more depressed than I was before. I had to figure out a way to stop these incoming proposals at least until I can find a solution to my problem. -The sunlight boring into my eyes forced me to open my eyes. “Sera, close the curtains. I don’t feel like getting up.”“My lady, you have already missed breakfast. The king inquired about your absence.” Groaning, I opened my eyes fully and sat on the bed. Sera rang the bell near my bed and the doors opened allowing the servants inside.Once dressed I walked out of the chambers and decided to take a walk inside the palace t

“You don’t believe in love?” he asked, relaxing, back into the chair. You need to calm down, Erza. “No... uh I mean I don’t know.” He raised his brow. I looked around the empty room. Being alone with this man terrified me and the presence of the soldiers outside doesn’t soothe me. “I don’t like being touched before marriage, your Majesty.” He nodded. “I understand. I just wanted to help you.” he said, raising his hands in surrender. “Take a seat, princess.” I sat down and took my cup again, but the tea was over. Noticing the same he leaned over and poured some more for me. “I don’t know what love is.” I answered his question genuinely. “How can I believe in something I don’t know? I have seen my parents, and they used to say they love each other but being caged in a palace doesn’t really qualify as love, does it?” He gave me a smile, the corners of his eyes wrinkled, the king is handsome, but I wasn’t still sure about him. “I think it differs from person to person. Sometimes you m

Father sat back down, while Emerson gave Lavington a questioning glance. Having had enough for a day I stood up and looked at Father. “Father, I shall like to return to my chamber.” I was still upset at him for not giving King Rory a harsher punishment, but I am sure there is a reason otherwise the council members would not have asked to talk to him and moreover I could see how the punishment made Father himself angry.He gave me a small smile despite his conflict of emotions. “Yes, you may.” I curtsied and stepped down from my place and walked past the lieutenant when his voice stopped me in my tracks.“Your Majesty, it is about the princess that I wish to speak of.” Standing this near, I could feel his cold presence and when I looked at him, I could see the faint scar that ran along his jaw, it was still fading which meant it has not been a long while since he got it. I was standing there looking at him, but he did not turn once to even glance at me but kept his eyes on the king. No