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Trapped for Eternity

Currently on hold. "Where do you think you are running off to?" Alastair asked with an evil smirk on his face. "I-I..." Samantha stuttered, trying to come up with an answer and not daring to meet the King in the eye. "Take your time, my dear. We have all the time in the world." "I want to go." "And where do you want to go?" "Home." "Oh, Samantha darling. Let's get one thing straight. This is your home now and you are not going anywhere, not when I am here." "But I do not want to hurt you again, Alastair." "Ohh, darling. The only way you will ever hurt me is when you leave me and that is one thing I will never allow you to do. You are mine, eternity." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Alastair Drayce has been searching for years for Samantha as she is said to bring the change of fates, according to a prophecy. And the first thing he does after finding her is to bring her to his castle, his home, under his protection. Wanting to save the most powerful man in the kingdom from her destructive self, Samantha hatches a plan to escape. But why is it that every time she tries to flee, she ends up right in his arms? Coincidence? Once: Accepted, Twice: Questionable, Thrice: Not anymore. Why does her escape plan go wrong with him around and most important of all, what is he hiding? Also, what does Alastair want from Samantha that lasts for eternity? A prophecy has been made. An angel has been found. And two lost souls have united. Now, how are Alastair and Samantha destined to bring the change of fates? Read their story to find out more. The cover picture does not belong to me. ------------------------------------------- Join my discord server to know more about chapter updates. Discord: https://discord.gg/rPCgMp9MCH Instagram: prada_murthy Facebook: Prada Murthy

prada_murthy · Fantasia
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Last lunch

Alastair noticed that Samantha had not come out of the kitchen since the time she had entered it, and he frowned slightly. He did not like the distance between them, and all he wanted to do was go to her. But he controlled himself for his wish would be fulfilled soon. His frown vanished when he sensed a gaze on him, and his eyes searched for the person who was sneaking glances at him. He was not surprised to find who it was. He grinned when the old matron peeked at him again, baffling her completely.

'Martell was right. The lady knows something about Samantha. Otherwise, she would not be sneaking glances at me.' Alastair thought, keeping his eyes fixed on the old matron who had had her head lowered. 'Does she know about Samantha's identity? Does she know who she is?' He titled his head and watched the woman clasp her fingers in nervousness. 'I need to find out what she knows. I need to make sure she is not minacious and will never hurt Samantha.'