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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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Closure- Part 2

Vladimir remembered it. He remembered the memory very clearly because it used to happen quite often and the memory went like this...

'Odin!' Constance hugged Odin's leg when he appeared in front of her. Odin brought his hand in front of his face out of happiness that the child loved him.

'There are no horses in the tower, milady, but I can be the horse,' said Odin before having the little girl hopped up on his back.

Having a faint recollection of her dream, Constance laughed, "I wonder if I was a troublesome child." The dreams were unclear, similar to a fragrance that was hard to hold on to, but she remembered it to be a sweet memory. 

"You weren't," Vladimir cleared her doubts, "You were one of the most well-behaved child when you were small, and the most loved."