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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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Sparrow- Part 3

Lucy stared at her mother as she tried to understand what her mother just said. Had amice left the castle?

"Where did she go?" Lucy questioned her mother, and her mother rolled her eyes. 

"You are telling me you don't know where she is? Yesterday one of the guards saw someone in your room. There were two people in this room at night, Lucy, so tell me," Lady Samara raised her hand, and Lucy flinched, shrinking away from her mother. But the woman didn't strike and dropped her hand to her side. 

Lucy slowly opened her eyes, and she saw her mother stare at her. 

"Your grandmother will deal with it," said her mother before stepping out of the room without exchanging another word with her. 

In the room of Queen Morganna, who was still getting ready with her jewels being worn around her neck and rings being pushed on her fingers, she held a grim expression on her face while listening to one of the men who worked for her inform her about what he saw.