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Octavius's pov That woman had managed to trip me to my fall and she had the guts to take off, running with her skirts flapping behind her.I growled, folding my fingers to form fists. I sniffed because of the blood trickling down my nose from the impact of hitting my face in the ground.But as the saying goes; there's good in every bad and so there was good in my fall. The effect of it had rid me off my reaction to Fiona, something I had been trying to get rid off and it didn't help matters, me putting her against me again.I groaned, lifting myself off the ground. I untied the cloth over my face and wiped my nose with it while fighting the urge to march up to where I knew she would be and teach her a lesson for what she just did.Don't even think of it, Ragnar snickered, you got what you deserve.Oh please, I hissed at him, like I asked for any of these?!You took her in captivity of your own will so yes, you did ask for these, He snorted at me.I ignored him
Fiona's pov The pounding of horse hooves against the ground invaded my raging thoughts and I turned, my gaze landing on a black horse coming my way with dirt flying beneath it's hooves bearing a rider in on it.It was octavius.His atire for the ceremony was gone now and it had changed into something more simplistic.What is he doing here?Kings and other royals were usually confined when there's an outbreak. A way of preserving their health but here he was, thrusting himself into danger zone.Maybe he truly cares about his people, Iris shrugged, he seems to be a good king despite being terrible to us.I agreed with her, my eyes locked on him as he pulled the horse to a stop before me. He looked at me, eyes assessing my appearance, and then his saw the groaning man in the cart."What's the situation of things?" He inquired.I couldn't mask the fear at his question, the thoughts of how I didn't know what to do coming back and my expression betrayed me."Is that fea
Fiona's povThere was chaos and in the midst of it all I was the solution, against my will.And so here I was, hands by my side with sweat breaking on my skin. The stench of blood permeated the air and sickly groans could be heard through the walls.It was a dire case that needed urgent attention but it didn't seem so to the ministers as they were all their knees, heads bent and palms stretched out with their voices echoing in unison, "It's impossible. Please reconsider, your majesty."I almost laughed. It was ironic how people who were appointed for the people's welfare were very much against their well being when it had to do with me being involved.Lyanna was also present, her peacock feathers once standing in pride had fallen in shame due to the catastrophic destruction of the banquet in her honour.Her eyes blazed with fury, "Your majesty, listen to your ministers. We cannot have her look after your people!""Your majesty." They all echoed in unison again, like a spell had been c
Octavius's pov I was still present, leaning against the door, my ears alert to her screams and poundings restraining the urge to walk in there and introduce all the creative ways I knew to shut her up.Even when she went quiet in defeat, I could still perceive her scent. My fingers tingled at the tips from grazing them against her skin and my heart, as stubborn as the person behind the door pounded in it's encase not giving me a moment of relief from the ache clawing at my chest.My beast had calmed but the effects still reigned in me and in the moment of reflection, I realized that a mistake had been made.I had marked her.No!I rubbed my palm against my face, thoughts clouding my head on the line of actions I had taken and how unresolvable they all were.I couldn't stop myself when I sent a guard for a bow and arrow. I didn't pay heed to the perplexion on his face as my gaze had immediately gone back to the man smiling at the traitor's daughter.His eyes leering.
Fiona's pov Octavius stopped before the door at the end of the corridor and with a sweep of his gaze, he ensured that no one had been following us before pushing the door open and pulling me inside.I was at the centre of the room, my gaze landing on the one bed in it with alarm running through me. I looked at, his back was turned to me as he faced the door.I heard him pushing the key into the hole and with three turns of the key and three clicks, the door was sealed against the entrance trapping both of us in.And then he spun around.He had his eyes locked on me, fingers curled to form fists with his jaw clenched portraying his fiery.I averted my gaze, looking down at my feet for I felt a foreign warmth within me from the way he looked at me, "You shouldn't have done that.""Done what?" He asked."What you did at the table. Killing that man. I had it all under control."His facial features morphed into that of surprise and then a dark chuckle came from him like
Fiona's pov My throat went dry, my fingers shook as I steadied them my palms against my waist in the manner that Maura had taught me.I tried to avert my gaze as I walked forward, ignoring the pull that came from our bond but the heat wasn't helping matters and while my heart tried to pull me towards him, I walked on in a straight line with the procession following me.We continued on our way into the dining hall. We were to stop before him and bow."Ah, your majesty" A man beckoned at him the moment we reached, "You have got a wondrous beauty for yourself. Your queen is lovely."I was stunned. I lifted my head, gazing at the man with wide eyes at the blunder he just uttered and I half hoped Octavius wouldn't throw a fit for the wrong assumption.But he didn't react. I turned to look in his direction to see that his gaze had been on me. Blue eyes watched me like a hawk with a stunned expression on his face."Ah, your majesty. You were too entranced gazing at your







