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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?"

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"Did I ask you to leave? Sit."

Calhoun's words were firm that had Madeline sit back in her chair. The dining room was quiet, except for the little sounds that came from the cutlery being used. Madeline didn't know what to do but obey. 

Having already being disciplined over her actions for yesterday and this morning, she didn't want to instigate and test his patience. Everyone knew not to cross a King because what he said was absolute and Calhoun had his own ways of trying to make her understand in what position she was in. At the same time, she didn't like the way she was being treated by his relatives. 

It was true that her family was poor, but that didn't give the right to the people who were sitting at the table to mock her. 

"My King, it would reflect badly if you're having meals with someone so low," Lady Rosamund conveyed her words, "It would be-"