The Blue Flower

"I honestly don't care what you tell me, Your Highness. The blood of royalty runs through my veins so no matter what you tell me, I'll not go to your Kingdom." I spat the words out angrily as he looked at me with a hint of amusement lurking behind his brown eyes.

"You're a feisty one Princess, aren't you?" I felt utter confusion when he turned around and started shuffling with something. I tried to look over his broad shoulders but to no avail ; he was too tall.

"What are you-" Before I could finish asking my question, he turned around and presented me with a flower. The flower itself was a very peculiar one with a rare color that I never saw in one. It looked like a rose but the color was of a royal blue color.

The Emperor brought his hand forward and jerked his chin towards the flower, encouraging me to take it. Shaking the bad feeling away that was telling me to deny the offer, I raised my hand to take the magnificent looking flower. As soon as my fingertips managed to touch the soft petals, he grabbed the back of my neck and thrusted the blue flower against my nose. "Mmph!"

Widening my eyes at the violent and weird gesture, I tried to thrash and move away but his grip was too strong. The sweet smell that reached my nostrils, suddenly made me feel light-headed. My eye lids felt too heavy to keep them open and knees too heavy to stay standing.

"Sleep my princess, its a long journey." He removed the flower from my nose, throwing it away, and placed a chaste kiss on my forehead, to which I tried to move away from but felt too tired to do so. He picked me up in bridal style and the last thing I saw through my hazy and blurry view, was a soft smile adorning his face.

And then, darkness.

• • •

The sound of rustling sheets awoke me. Blinking away the drowsy feeling, the first thing I saw after opening my eyes was the the muscular back of someone. "Ahhhh!" A shriek of fear escaped my mouth before I could stop it. I scrambled away from the sleeping figure, who was now wide awake because of my scream.

I moved away from the bed as my eyes frantically searched all around the room for some sort of weapon, only to find none. "Why are you screaming at the crack of dawn?" His deep and husky voice questioned making me flinch. He sat up on the bed, leaning against the headboard and was squinting at me with drowsy eyes. The sun was yet to rise and so the dim lighting in the room, from the glowing lamps, accentuated his strong muscles.

Why was he shirtless? Does he sleep naked? More importantly, where am I and why was I placed beside him?

Millions of questions swarmed inside my head making my anxiety reach the sky.

"W-where am I? Why was I sleeping next to y- OH MY GODS AND GODESSESS, YOU DRUGGED ME!" I pointed at him with my index finger, my eyes widening in shock and rage.

How dare he drug me?!

He immediately winced at the volume of my voice. Huffing loudly, he closed his eyes for a brief moment only to get up from the bed and start advancing towards me. "W-what are you doing? Stay away from me, you...you...you DRUGIST!"

He quirked one of his eyebrows as I realized the accusation that I put on one of the most feared Emperor. "Am I supposed to be offended, little girl?" He started walking towards me and backtracked me to a wall. I could feel the cold wall through the thin, flimsy nightgown I was wearing since last night.

I gulped at the close proximity we were in. "I'm not little." I muttered bitterly. His long and slender fingers held my chin in a soft yet firm hold, and lifted my head up to meet his gaze. A dark and unknown emotion was visible in his eyes now.

"No you're not." He said as his gaze dipped low and fell on my cleavage. Heat rushed to my cheeks at his debauched behavior. "You pervert!" I raised my hand to hit his cheek only for my wrist to be grabbed tightly.

The unknown emotion in his eyes swirled and changed and took the form of rage now. Clenching his jaws, he applied more pressure to my wrist, breaking a whimper from my parted lips. At this action, he released my wrist and I instantly held my abused wrist, rubbing it to relieve the pain.

Still heaving in anger, he glared at me. "Do not test me, little girl. You're no longer a Princess now, you're just a concubine now. My concubine. I will excuse this insolent behavior this time but next time it happens, you will be punished."

Giving me a glare one last time, he turned around and left the room. "I hate you!" I screamed at his back as tears of frustration and anger finally escaped my eyes.

I sat down on the floor with my back against the wall and sobbed loudly. "F-father, brother, w-where are you? What d-do I do now?" I stared at the ceiling, while fat drops of tears slipped down my cheeks.