Finding Her Face

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“The king has arrived!” The announcer proclaimed, making every servant bow deep before his Majesty. Everyone shuddered inwardly as they were aware of why the king had come here. There has always been one reason. He was in a fit of rage. It was rare that he visited this harem, but every time he visited this place, he made sure to inflict pain on the women until they’d reached close to their deaths.

He halted when all the naked women stood before him with their eyes lowered, ready to serve their lord. He greedily scanned each of them. All of the women had chocolate brown hair like hers, each whore bore resemblance to her. Some had her lips, some had her nose but nobody had her whole face that he desperately needed to see. He had specifically chosen them to forget her but every time they had come under him, he would leave them with one foot in their graves.

His eyes were looking for one specific woman, one of them was missing in the queue. “Where’s Ethel?” He gritted a clenched