All Chapters of Lucevkin Dreams: Chapter 31 - Chapter 33

33 Chapters

Anxiety

-Karen-Bart sighed and chuckled under his breath. "I will mention your concerns to him again… But as long as I have known Conor, you would have a better chance of trying to stop this planet from spinning around its star than to attempt to sway his mind now." He said as he stood up and walked over to me. "Take a step back and give him an honest chance, Karen… I know you dislike him, but maybe you should try to see how good he is doing. Well, at least what he is trying to do…" Bart patted my shoulder. He looked at his wrist, "It's about three, so you will have plenty of time to think about all of this during your bath." He left the room, leaving me standing there, trying not to panic from my spiking anxiety.I looked down at my hands and then over to the pretty gown. But… What do I do? It would be stupid to kill the only nice person I have met… But he is the enemy! He has been fighting to get me well again… But he is lusting for me… I don't know what to do! I only had to wait a few min

Memorable Dinner

Lucevkin Dreams/Emthegem

-Karen-I zoned out as Bart gave me pointers on how to proceed with the dinner and opened the double doors myself. It looked the same. At least this room had not changed since I was last here. I heard Bart gasp in surprise as I moved into the small hall, and he followed me.Conor was sitting down, and our gazes met as I entered the room. He stood up immediately and walked over to us. He flashed a charming smile, took my left hand, and pressed his lips to my soft skin. Eh!! I felt my cheeks get hot at the gesture. He was wearing an outfit identical to Bart's. "My Lady," he murmured. His eyes grew darker by two shades while my heart pounded away. Lady? Far from it.Instinctively, I curtsied to him, saying, "Your Majesty." I felt incredibly nervous but fought bravely to keep my nerves in check. He is pretty handsome. Why must you be a prince? Why must you be an enemy? I don't know what will kill me first tonight—my nerves or my lack of etiquette…Conor led me over to the intimately set t

Lewis

Lucevkin Dreams/Emthegem

-Karen-I froze up entirely as panic crept through every inch of me. "It's fine, Lewis. I bet all that alcohol is finally hitting her… I told you not to drink it all at once," Conor said, standing up and chuckling softly while I sat there trying to maintain the glass-like facade. I wish that were the reason for my silence. There's not enough wine on this planet to calm my nerves from him."I must respectfully disagree, Your Majesty. You should receive a prompt and concise answer if you ask a question." Lewis stated harshly as I stared at the table, trying not to breathe. I think I'm going to die. I felt a heavy boot smash my right foot and managed not to show any pain despite the sharp tinges running up my leg. I need to breathe. I feel like I can't even do that right now."Well… Yes, that's true- But she's had a lot to drink tonight, too, Lewis." Conor rebutted, walking over to my left and offering his hand to me. Please, take me away from him!As I started to accept, Lewis said, "Yo

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