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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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Calhoun wore clothes lent by Theodore, and he made his way to Lady Christine Rous, who was apparently not a young woman but a widow who had lost her husband eleven years ago. 

"Theodore said he was going to send someone in his place, but never would I have thought that it would be a person who is younger than him," said the woman. Her hair had turned grey, and her skin shrivelled. 

Calhoun bowed his head in greeting, "Good afternoon, Lady Christine. Even I didn't expect to meet a beautiful woman like you today."

The woman laughed, "You are good with words, young man. Come let's get into the carriage else we would be late," said the woman, and with the assistance of Calhoun as well as the coachman's help, she got inside first, and Calhoun followed her before the carriage's door was shut close. "What is your name?" she questioned him.

"Calhoun, milady," replied Calhoun.