ISABELLE’S POV Elise and Ivy left some while ago. They told me about the new slaves which were brought into the harem yesterday and some other things as well. I was quite surprised to hear about the previous mistresses. Mistresses are in the place to take care of the king’s needs and they are at a high rank than the other common slaves like me. They live in a separate part of the harem but they are treated nicely. They can roam freely in the palace and wherever they want. Now the king has sent them to the old palace. I have been thinking about this for a while now. What could be the reason for sending them away? Has the king lost interest in them? If it is right, then I hope the king loses interest in me too. I don’t want to be here. I have heard that there are not many soldiers in the old palace. This means that escape from there is easier and there are more chances. I don’t know what is written in my destiny but I hope whatever it is, it is good. I am looking outside the window.
ISABELLE’S POV The time continued to pass with me sitting beside my bed on the floor. It is now evening and the sun is about to set. The whole day passed and I continued to think about Esme's words and what I planned to do now. I will not back down now. I hear the sound of the door opening. I don’t turn around to look who is at the door. I am in no mood to talk with anyone. I hope whoever the person is, leaves without bothering me. “Isabelle, where are you?” I hear Lillian’s voice but I don’t answer. I don’t want to talk with her. Esme must have complained to her about me. She always lies and again must have lied to her. She loves it when Lillian is angry at me. “Isabelle, are you here?” She again asks but I don’t reply. I hope she leaves because I am in no mood to talk with her. I hear her footsteps coming closer to me. “Oh! Here you are. Did not you hear me when I called you? Leave it, I have a more important thing to tell you. Isabelle, you must get up and take a bath quickly.
ISABELLE’S POV “Till now you have seen my love but now you will see the wrath of King Eric Leonor. I tried to be good with you but I think you will not understand the importance of my love without going through suffering and pain”. King says angrily. I cry louder at his words. I look at him with my tear-filled eyes and blurry vision. In his eyes, for the first time, I see a glimpse of that cruel king about whom everyone used to talk about. In his eyes, I see rage and the thirst to punish me for disobeying him. I wish I could do something to calm his anger down. I wish I had not said those words. I wish I had not disobeyed him. Now I have no other option than to regret my actions. “Get up, Isabelle”. He orders angrily. His voice was so cruel, cold, and filled with anger. I got a shiver down my spine after hearing his order. What is he going to do with me now? I hope he is not planning to beat me. I have heard that the king cuts the tongue of those who say a word against them. I pray
ISABELLE’S POVI don’t know how much time has passed with me being here in the dungeon. I cannot see anything in the darkness and this has started to creep me out. Now I have even started to imagine things like a table and some other things as well. I think I have reached the level of insanity. A normal person never imagines things that are not present. Maybe if I become insane then the king forgives me.Sometimes, when I open my eyes, I see different colors. I even saw another me at some point but I know all these are illusions. My mind is playing games with me because of the darkness. I did not move from where I was sitting. I was too afraid too. At some point, I thought a ghost would appear.The temperature suddenly dropped. I started to feel cold. I don’t know how this happened. I even rubbed my arms and feet to feel warm but nothing helped. Now my body has become numb just like my mind. I stopped feeling things. I just hope soon the king comes and takes me out. I have promised my
ISABELLE’S POV I look towards the garden. No one is here like always. I am now sure that this is that part of the garden which no one ever visits. There are beautiful flowers here. There are some flowers which I have never seen before. Flowers of every color like orange, purple, yellow, and green are present here. The only thing that annoys me is that it is empty. Why is this garden so empty? I don’t know the answer to this. It is empty just like my heart and life. This thought saddens me. I feel loneliness, emptiness, and sadness inside my heart. These are the only things which I am feeling nowadays. My heart feels deserted now. Sometimes I feel like I am in a desert alone. I have no one with me whom I can call family. There is no one here with whom I can share what I feel and what my heart desires. It feels like a long time ago when I felt happiness. Now even the word happy feels so foreign to me. True happiness has become an illusion now. I wonder where my happy days got lost? Wh
ISABELLE’S POV I was looking around when I suddenly remembered what I had been thinking about. I have been thinking about something for quite some days. I am so bored because I have nothing to do so I want something to occupy my mind. I want something which helps to take my mind off stupid things and thoughts. There is something I want and I know only the king can give me permission for this but I don’t know how to ask him about this. I fear that he might get angry. There are chances that he refuses too. I don’t care if he refuses or gets angry but I will ask him. “My king, there is something about which I want to talk with you. I have been thinking about it for some days but I was scared to talk with you about this?” I say with slight hesitation. I am not sure what his reaction will be. “You don’t have to be scared of me. You can ask and talk with me about whatever you want. Is it something that you want?” The king asks me. How did he know that I wanted something? Is it possible
ERIC’S POV I look towards the bracelet. I pick it up and examine the worn-out threads. I think I should give it back to Isabelle. It seemed special to her. It is special for me only because it belongs to Isabelle but why is it special for her? It must be given by someone she loved like some family member. She wanted it. I could see it in her eyes. I cannot forget the way her eyes sparkled when she saw it. She was looking at it with so much love as if many memories of hers are linked with it. If it is this special for her then I think I should give it to her. I cannot let her go back to her village but I can give this bracelet to her. I know this reminds her of her village and maybe that is the reason she values it so much. She will be happy to have it back. I cannot wait to see that smile on her face when I give it to her. I have seen visible changes in Isabelle since the day I left her in the dungeon. I never wanted to hurt Isabelle and it was never in my mind to put her in t
ISABELLE’S POV I moan loudly as the king continues to thrust inside me. I roam my hands on his back. “Ahh… Plea-se”. I moan. My mind is unable to think anything because of so much pleasure. He takes my nipple in his mouth and sucks making me arch my back. Just when I was going to reach my climax, he slowed down his pace. “Tell me, Isabelle, that you are mine. Say it”. The king orders. “I am-m yours”. My words are incoherent because of the pleasure. His slow pace but long thrusts is not giving me time to think. Just when I say these words, he pushes himself inside me with such a force that I climax. After a few more thrusts he releases himself inside me. We both are breathing heavily. He lays on top of me and takes my lips in a deep kiss. He then lay beside me. My breathing has still not become normal. I put my head on the king’s chest and he wrapped his arm around me. His hand is on my stomach and he is making circles with his fingers. I feel tingles whenever he does this. He p