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ISABELLE’S POV“Freedom. I want freedom”. I finally gathered the courage and said those words. Just as those words left my mouth the king stopped eating. His hand stopped midway. I think I said something wrong but now it is too late to think about it. Now I can only regret it.An eerie silence surrounds us. From the king’s expression and his sudden halt of movement, it is evident that he did not like what I said. I don’t see anything bad in what I asked. I asked for a simple thing and that is freedom. It is everyone’s right but is only enjoyed by the one who has power. This is the cruel reality of this world.If someone thought with a sane mind, then in his eyes I am also a living person then why am I called a slave and thought of as a thing. I also deserve freedom but in King Eric’s world, I don’t, because he has captured me during a war. A king always tries to do his best for his people. I am also the one from the people whom he now rules so he should let me go.The king closes his
ISABELLE’S POV When we are finished eating, the king stands up from the chair. I also do the same. I am standing still while looking at the floor. I just noticed that the carpet is quite a nice one. Of course, it would be because it is laid in the king’s room. The king comes towards me and takes my hand in his. “I love you, Isabelle. I love you so much that I want to make you my queen. You will be my queen and will rule this world with me”. The king says. His voice is now back to normal. The coldness, and harshness which was in his tone a few minutes ago disappeared. “I am not worthy of your love, my king. I am just a slave and before this, I was a villager”. I say to the king. I said these words purposely. I want to convince him that I am not the person whom he should love. I want to convince him that I don’t deserve this. I am doing this because of one motive in my mind. If I succeed in convincing him that he might let me go. “It does not matter. The only thing that matters is th
ISABELLE’S POV The question which always haunts me in my dreams and never lets me have peace, again reappears in my mind. Why? Why did this happen to me? What mistake have I done to deserve this? What bad sin I had done then God left me alone in this world to face this cruelty. Am I really so unfortunate that even God does not listen to my prayers? I feel like everyone around me is deaf or maybe their hearts have turned into stone because no matter how much I cry or beg, no one listens to my pleas. Sometimes I feel like I am the only sane person in this castle and I have entered a place filled with completely different people. My life is a mess and I don’t know what to do anymore. There is no one with me to guide me and tell me which path I should follow. I can do nothing except cry. I have no other option than to cry at my suffering. When the flashes of last night appear in my mind, I feel an inner loathness for myself. I can still feel the touch of his fingers on my body and this
At night ISABELLE’S POV I wake up from sleep because of thirst. I am thirsty, so much thirsty. I try to open my eyes but I am unable to. What is happening with me? My eyes feel so heavy. With difficulty, I open my eyes. My vision is hazy but I blink my eyes to clear my vision. My mind is unable to register anything. Burning, I feel like I am burning. My hands and face feel like they are on fire. No, not just hands or face, my whole body is on fire. I am feeling so hot. Am I being burned? With my blurry vision, I look around me and relax a little because I am in my room. I try to move my legs but I cannot. I don’t have the energy to. Why am I feeling like this? My throat feels like it is being stabbed with needles. Water, I want water. Tears are at the back of my eyes and soon they will fall. I look around me in search of water. My head is spinning and my whole body feels too hot. I finally locate the water beside me on the table. I have to get up and drink this. I will sleep after
ERIC’S POV I look towards the letter which is placed in front of me. The golden stamp of King Lucas Steven is shining under the candlelight. Yesterday, I received a letter from my friend Lucas. He is the king of the Alavia kingdom. He has written about how much he is worried. He has written about the issues he is facing because of some ungrateful people in his kingdom. They have started a rebellion in some towns of his kingdom and they are gaining power day by day. He has asked me for my help and as a friend, I should help him. I cannot stand watching his kingdom be ruined. I am thinking of writing a suitable reply to it. Today I talked with Marius about how many soldiers we can give to the Alavia Kingdom along with swords. Alavia has always stood by our kingdom whenever we faced difficulty. So, in this time of need, I should help him like a good friend and as a neighbor kingdom. I should write a letter and send soldiers from my kingdom as soon as possible. I pick up my scribe and
ISABELLE’S POV I open my eyes and look around me. I feel like I have been sleeping for quite some time. I don't know how much time has passed since I was asleep. I don’t even know what time of the day it is. There is no one here in my room except me as usual. I am thirsty. My throat is dry. I look beside me on the table and see the jug. I tried to sit up in bed which was not very difficult this time. My head is not spinning anymore. I pour the water into the goblet and then drink it. I remember what happened to me the last time I woke up. I was feeling hot. Maybe I had a fever. I am fine now and don’t feel the heat or the spinning of my head anymore. I remember the goblet falling from my hand along with the water. I look towards the floor and see it clean. Maybe someone has cleaned it. My body aches. It feels like I have not moved for quite some time. I am feeling tired too. My stomach makes a loud noise reminding me that I am hungry too. I want to eat but I don't think I have the
ISABELLE’S POVI am standing outside the king’s room. Lillian is standing on a little distance from me. Today I am dressed in a more suitable gown. I am thankful to Edith for this. It is red and is off the shoulder. Its bright red color is making it more beautiful. The dress shows the top of my breast. It will not be wrong to say that this dress is making my breasts look bigger. I did not like this dress but it is better than last night. It is tight on my waist but I am glad that it reaches the floor.The guard whose name I think is Walter opens the door. I take a deep breath before entering the king’s room and I am feeling the same dread, and terror which I had felt the last time when I was here in his room. His room is basked in darkness with only a few candles illuminated which is not doing a good job of illuminating the dark room. There is an eerie silence around me and I feel a little colder here in his room despite the wood burning in the fire heart. Maybe I am feeling cold be
ISABELLE’S POV“So, from now on I will live here?” I ask the king, unsure of what I heard. This room is too big for a slave like me. “Yes, my love”. The king replies and pecks me on the lips. I smile widely at him and look around me. This room is a little smaller than the king’s room but is far bigger than my previous one. It is beautiful. I move towards the window and look outside. From here I can see the vast garden which is spread over miles. It is not very visible because of the darkness but still, I love the sight.I look towards the sky. There are so many stars in the sky and the crescent moon is also visible. This black sky is so mesmerizing. I was looking outside the window with happiness when I felt the king’s arms around me. While looking outside the window, I had completely forgotten about the king who was present in this room with me. He wraps his arms around my waist and places a gentle kiss on my neck. His body is so warm against mine. My body wants to lean back and