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Heidi and the Lord

An adopted child, Heidi was a smart and obedient girl because she had to be. Used as a scapegoat by her family, she was sent to become the political bridge between two empires. Taken in by the House of the infamous White King, Lord Nicholas Rune, she would be cared for and supervised until her wedding with his cousin, Warren Lawson. A man whose gentle appearance and benevolent manner earned him the title White King of the Empire, Lord Nicholas was a man kindest to the souls around him. Very few knew about the truth that lay beneath his beautiful visage. Who could predict a little human girl would bring out the best and the worst of a noble pureblood? ----- “Now, tell me, Heidi, why do I have a bad taste in women?” As Lord Nicholas took a step forward, she took a step back. Heidi had said too much, and she regretted it. Would he let her go free? Gulping, she warned him, "What you're doing could be considered harassment, milord." "I wouldn’t. I’d call it persuasion.” He took another step towards her, his frame towering over her. "I believe the dictionary in your library would disagree with you, milord." She retreated another step back, shrinking away, hoping he would give up. “I keep the good one in my room. You can come to see for yourself if you don’t believe me.” Her back struck the wall behind her. "You haven’t answered my question, Heidi." The Lord was too persistent, Heidi cursed to herself. He was unwilling to let her go.

ash_knight17 · Fantaisie
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Stealing the forbidden fruit- Part 2

"I am-I..." she felt a lump form in her throat. He wasn't being fair! Her emotions were in conflict with each other and she didn't know what to do. No it wasn't that. She knew what she wanted but she was scared.

The lord sighed before turning around to face her. When he looked at her, he decided not to push her any further. The poor thing seemed lost.

Raising his hand, he waited for her to hold it which she did, placing her small hand on his hand. He pulled her carefully, as if any harsh movement would send her scurrying away from him which he didn't want. He hugged her, keeping her that way for a long time and feeling her hands meekly clutch the cloak he wore. That was an improvement, he noted.

Heidi didn't know for how long they stood there like that with his arms around her. To her surprise, his chest felt warm and cozy. He smelt musky, sweet like where home was. She didn't deny her feelings for him and he knew that well.

"It would a taboo, an affair," she murmured softly.