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The Crown's Obsession

[Mature content 18+. No rape] "Your bed is cold," spoke a voice in the room that had her eyes go wide in fear. Nervously, she turned around, gulping softly to see a shadow on her bed as if someone laid down there. The man who had been lying down sat up emerging out from the shadows where he had been waiting for her. "What are you doing here?" she asked when his feet touched the ground and he pushed himself up to start walking towards her. His handsome features looked darker than usual because of the lack of light in the room. "I came to meet you," he tilted his head, "Where did you go?" "I went out for a walk," came the quick reply that had him smile, a smile that scared her the most. She took a step back when he came close to her. It didn't stop him from cornering her, and her back hit the wall behind her. He raised his hand towards her face, and she closed her eyes, scared. She shuddered when his fingers trail down from her temple and her jaw and neck. Her blonde hair was left open. "In the middle of the night?" she didn't answer him knowing he could decipher her lies through her words. He stepped closer that had her turn her face away from him and his words vibrated on the skin of her neck, "Did you go to meet him, my sweet girl?"

ash_knight17 · Fantasie
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Fluttering feeling- Part 2

Theodore looked back at the Queen and lowered his eyes on the cold marble floor, "We are mere servants of this castle, milady. I mean, I am. I don't think the guards would heed to my request."

"Good to know that you have at least that much amount of sense in you," Queen Morganna scoffed, and she turned around and said, "Let me see you to your room. We don't want you getting lost again."

Theodore knew this would cause a problem, but with two more guards who appeared behind him, there was nothing much he could do but comply with the woman's order. He bowed his head, and they started to head to the quarters where he and Calhoun had been allotted the room to stay. He was apprehensive because Calhoun wasn't in the room, and instead, pillows were kept underneath the blanket. 

"Were you not able to sleep too, my Queen?" asked Theodore, and the Queen looked at him as if he was a piece of trash.