۞ XVII ۞

HER HALF-SISTER WAS WAY EASIER TO GET, THAT IS FOR SURE. Though she fainted after she came, which was annoying. But it was still good to have stretched her noble pussy with my cock. I thought I would be able to have the Princess too, but it seems like I misjudged the situation. "I am not sorry for what I did, Princess, you are right. However, I am sorry that you will die without having a real taste of sexual pleasure."

Gods' his audacity is boarding stupidity. "Careful with your words, Sir Goldsmith. Do not forget that even though I'll be dying in two days, I still have authority. And you misjudge Lewis if you think he didn't pleasure me, because he did. More than you can imagine. He lasted two hours, and made my time beyond worthy. I doubt anyone would be able to handle the energy my Hell Fire provides me even when it's use is locked, even you."

I would have made these two hours way more worthy than he did. "But you would have one more experience, and would be able to compare which was better!"

"I have no desire on doing such thing, Sir Goldsmith. I appreciate that you are attracted to me, however, this would be a waste of time. I have no feelings attached to you, whereas I have for Lewis. And judge me all you want, but I wouldn't be with someone just for the sake of being with them. For sexual satisfaction. That does not suits me. Again, I am loyal regardless, and I want to keep my time with Lewis holy, even if what we did may be considered unholy. Being with someone else in that way would taint the special memory. It doesn't matter what you say, I won't change my mind."

Stubborn as hell. How annoying. "As you wish, Princess. But you are attracted to me regardless."

What wrong with this idiot? "I'm attracted to beautiful people overall, Sir Goldsmith. You are beautiful, but I'm still more into Lewis!"

"I get it. You are more into boys than men!"

Donna glared at him, "I will not repeat my words regarding that, Sir Goldsmith. Your opinion of my involvement with Lewis, matter not to me. Neither will your bitter sarcasm and hurt ego be enough to change my mind. Loyalty does not works like that, it's a strong will. Whereas physical attraction is a natural reaction of the human body, but that alone isn't enough for a strong willed person like me to do anything that goes again my integrity. You have to respect me, and Lewis. He will be a great asset to the Marquise army in the future and you should be friendly to him, instead of being a bitch, just because I wanted him and not you. Be reasonable."

That kid has no idea of the golden spoon he ate from carelessly like that. But fine. It's fine. I can have better girls in my bed, and definitely someone who will stay around. And she annoyingly right about that, that kid will indeed be a good asset in the near future. She's on the losing side, either way. But at least, she won't die a virgin. That would 100% be a pity. The kid has my respect for that, and solely for that. Sigh. "Yes, Princess. I won't suggest you this again."

"Good," Donna looked around and then back to his eyes as she held her wrist up to him. Let's get this out of me before we leave Raye and Grover's house, I can't take this thing anymore. It's itching my skin. "Break the bracelet!"

Now? What if she explodes everything? "Princess, your power has been contained for hours, it might cause some destruction when it breaks free. Are you sure you want to put the Meadows at risk? Isn't it better to do that as soon as we get to your wing in the castle?" As she said nothing but offered him her hand, he took it knowing what to do.

In a second he teleported them back to her room, and Gabriel, who was laying on the couch with a book on his hands, let out a squeak, "Gods' above, you're finally back," he put the book down and went to them.

"Here," Donna handed the package of food to him. "Eat!"

Oh, I was starving. "I'll eat but let me heal you first, my Lady. At least let me do all I can do to help you out with your wounds!" I won't be able to heal her eye or ears, or fully heal her back, but I'll do what I can. My magic isn't the same it was 20 years ago, after all.

Well, that's even better, Donna turned around and sat on her bed with her legs crossed in the best way she could despite the wound on her thigh, then she turned her back to him and covered the front of her upper body with her blanket, "Use your magic to take my shirt out of the way, Sir Goldsmith!"

"Yes, Princess!" When he finished saying that he did his thing.

Gabriel gasped again when he saw how badly wounded her nude back was, "I have no idea how is it that you're still conscious after this, Lady Donna," he inhaled sharply. "You should have been treated right off the bat but let me do my best."

She flinched when he poured his healing magic on her skin, covering her from head to toe, but focusing it's power mainly on her back. "It hurts," she gasped.

I'm surprised she isn't crying of pain. "That's because your flesh was badly hurt, my Lady. I won't be able to fully heal you, but I'll make it so it won't hurt so much when you touch your back on something, neither will it keep bleeding, alright?"

That's good enough, "Thank you, Gabriel," she whispered closing her eye and fists tight, pressing her lips together as he kept covering her exposed flesh with his fresh healing magic.

Timothy flinched as he watched it, I would have fainted already with such wound on my back. I doubt any of her family would deal with it as well as she's doing. They would all be balling their eyes out now.

"How do you feel?" Gabriel asked when he used up almost all his magic. They did quite the job on her, Gods' above.

"What do you think? Like shit," she gasped still with her eye closed and gulped. "Thank you, Gabriel. It feels better," though it still hurts like hell. "My shirt, Sir Goldsmith!"

"Wait, my Lady. Let me bandage you first!" Gabriel gasped. "I'll use my remaining magic to clean your wounds, but we must take the tissues you tied on yourself, Princess. It won't help healing it quicker, so, let's take them off," he got closer to her. "I'll take the one from your ears first, and then I'll take the tissue you put on your left eye, okay, my Lady?"

Donna gulped but nodded, "Yeah!" She whispered.

"It might hurt a bit because it was tightly tied to your skin, plus the affect that amount of blood had, so, hold your blanket tight, Lady Donna!" Then, as he said he would, he untied the knot of the tissue covering her torn ears, and as he predicted, it was a bit hard to take it off, and she let out a painful cry when he did it. Gods' look at her state, no kid should suffer this much, "I'm sorry, my Lady. Did it hurt?"

"Hm," she mumbled, biting her blanket and he took it as a yes.

He took a deep breath as he undid the knot on the tissue covering her left eye, "On three, I'll take this one off, okay? One," he inhaled, "two," exhaled, "three!"

Again, Donna flinched when he took the tissue away from her destroyed eye, and this time she couldn't hold the tears. Sadists. Fucking sadists. They weren't satisfied with me dying in two damn days and made me more miserable than ever. I'll never forget nor forgive the humiliation they made me go through. Never. Donna clenched her fists tightly around the blanket, her teeth gripping harder on it.

She deserved better than this, Timothy muttered clenching his fists.

Gabriel ripped the side of her trousers where she was wounded and took the dirty tissue away from her bloodied skin. Feeling nauseous again.

He conjured the last of his Healing magic and cleaned all of her wounds, though the process was kind of painful, it was necessary to avoid any infection. Gabriel proceeded to use all his medical equipment that he always brings with him, to put some ointment with healing herbs on her wounds slowly, and only then he bandaged her left eye, the top of both of her ears individually and her thigh. With her help, he wrapped the bandage on her back, since it would need to bandage her frontal upper body almost entirely except for her arms. At last, he gave her a potion he concocted that act as a painkiller.

"Now you can put on the shirt," he let out tiredly on a deep breath.

Hearing that, Timothy did his part, using his magic to put her shirt back on. "Princess, give me your wrist, let me take this bracelet off. You might heal faster if your magic isn't restricted."

"Gabriel, are those bandages magic proof, or will they burn up?"

He looked up to her, as he opened the package of food on the table at the side, "Magic proof, my Lady. No need to worry about it."

Sighing in relief, she turned her wrist to Timothy, and he held it gently, then he broke it and jumped away when her entire body was covered in light purple flames. "It's only been some hours, but it feels as if I had lost part of my soul and then recovered it," Donna inhaled deeply, feeling her power overflow through her veins again. "Come here and let me punch you, Knightling."

Is she still mad at me? "Just don't break my bones, Princess!"

"I can't promise that, but I won't kill you!" She grinned as he came closer, and when he was close enough, she punched him with her right fist, making him fly to the other side of her room, hitting his back on the wall with a bam, and a swollen ribcage. This is what I'm talking about. "Now I feel like myself again," she shook her fist, delighted by the action. "Any broken bones?"

He gasped; She's fucking strong. "Two ribs at best."