Gladiators

"As you wish, Sire. Yesterday, Lord Dobson run into me in the corridor. I tried to get out of his way but his breath smelled like...like alcohol and then I knew he wasn't in his right mind. He grabbed my wrist and then...then he..."

Your eyes start to water and you look away for a moment. He then slowly move your sleeve up to expose the finger marks on your wrist. You hear how he breathes in deeply and you see his jaw clench. You see how he's trying to control every emotion in him.

"He then tried to kiss me but luckily, Lord Walton arrived and I could make my escape..."

You feel a single tear rolling over your cheek. You look up at him and see his knuckles are white as snow, clamped into fists. He breathes heavily. You see his cheat rise and fall.

"Sire?"

"Angel, don't you ever keep something like that from me again. I know that you don't know me yet but I can assure you that men like that, any man that dares to put a finger on you, will not live to see another day. That sorry excuse for a man shouldn't exist in this world, not speak of, in my court. He will never bother you again, milady. I'll personally see to it....I promise you that"

You see him starting to shake uncontrollably. You softly put your hands on his chest. He looks down at your wrist and you hear him sigh.

"Goddammit!...angel.....I wasn't there to protect you..."

The all-powerful King is sitting next to you. His entire demeanor lays bare before you as you watch this man crumble. The once raged filled man has turned into an unguarded man. His eyes stare into you as if he's begging for your forgiveness.

"Sire, how could you blame yourself for not being there as it's completely irrational thinking. You were on the other side of the train and you couldn't possibly have known or stop any of it. Sire, I beg of you to please not blame yourself for this. This...this was an unfortunate incident and I would feel broken should you blame yourself"

"God.....there you go again with your mouth, hypnotizing me. You simply put me under your spell when you speak to me. I feel so complete with you next to me and that's the reason I feel that I should've been there for you. I want to protect you more than my own life. Lady Winters, you consume me so perfectly. God.....I.....I.....just want to kiss you..."

You feel heat shooting between your thighs at the words he just spoke. You see pure lust residing in his eyes. You feel your heart pounding loudly against your chest.

"Sire-"

He put his finger on your lips. He makes quick work of closing the curtains in the carriage and then his lips smash into yours. His breathing heavily on you as if he's fighting to control himself. You throw your hands around his neck and he groans.

"Fuck...angel"

You play with your hand in his hair and pull him even closer into your mouth. You feel his tongue exploring your mouth. His hands grip tight around your waist. You can feel his body shaking. After what seems to be a second you pull away, having no more air left in your lungs.

"Sire, you are magnificent"

He groans deeply and tries to hide his obvious arousal caused by you. He moves around uncomfortably putting his hands in his pockets.

"Angel...you going to be the death of me..."

You smile, filled with satisfaction that you bring on this desire in him. Then you remember your reason for being here.

"Sire, I need to ask something of you, if I may be so bold?"

He takes your hands and softly caresses your skin with his thumbs. He stares straight in your eyes and only softness resides there.

"Lady Winters, you may ask me anything you desire and I will do all I can do, in power to fulfill it. What is it that you require of me?"

"Lord Dobson-"

Suddenly he sits upright and his hands return to his sides, fists clasping. His voice is stern as he speaks.

"Yes?"

"His room is next to mine and I won't feel....feel safe-"

Don't say another word, I'll see to it that he'll get the room deserves..."

"Sire..."

You put your hand over his fist. He looks at your hand and then slowly opens his fist to lace his fingers with yours.

"Sire, don't do anything that might jeopardize your plan, I beg of you?"

The driver interrupts your conversation "We're here, Your Highness"

"I promise, milady"

He then exits the carriage first so that there won't be any suspicion. You wait a while and then leaves the carriage to find a beautiful sight before you. You find your seat next to Lady Anabel.

"Where were you? I got worried"

"Oh, I took the last carriage out. What did I miss?"

"Everything is still-"

The princess comes walking up to you. "Ladies, so good of you to join us?" You and Anabel immediately stand up and bow.

"Thank you, your grace" Lady Anabel smiles.

"Why don't you ladies join us at the King's seats?"

"Thank your grace but we're just fine here" You try and convince her.

"Oh!" The princess laughs out loud and almost immediately her face turns serious again.

"Oh, no, no, no....it wasn't a request. Follow me!" You and Anabel look at each other and roll your eyes behind the princess's back. You follow the princess.

THE KING'S POV

Lord Walton comments "Ready for a good show, your Highness?"

"I've always studied the arts of being a gladiator but this will be the first to see a duel even if it's only a show. I'm very excited and what about you Lord Walton?"

"Oh, I've always since I was an infant played as a gladiator against my friends. This will be a dream come true, Sire"

"I'm delighted to hear that then. Tell me, have you seen Lord Dobson today?" The King clenches his jaw as he says his name.

"No sorry, Sire. I haven't seen him today"

The princess than walked up to her seat next to the King. He then quickly stand up and take her hand kissing it. She bows and takes a seat. You then appear behind her.

(Oh my god! Look at her....dammit she's beautiful...she's completely changed my life. What is she doing here?)