Flirting with her

Chapter 11

Amelie POV

Standing in front of the king, I stare down at the floor and clench my fists beside me as my blood boils in rage. The urge to grab a dagger and stab him right in his heart until he breaths his last spurs through me, but if I don't want those prisoners to suffer, I need to be calm and not do anything stupid, else I will regret it.

Well, he sent for me a few minutes ago, and now, it's only the two of us in his room, and instead of attending to me so I can get the hell out of her, he's busy going through a book.

"You sent for me, your Highness," I break the dead silence and remind him, in case he has forgotten that I'm still here, which I know he's aware of very much.

"Amelie..." He calls softly, dropping the book on the bed and standing up to his feet. It takes me so much courage not to flinch, but my heart is already running a marathon in my chest as I wonder what he's about to do. I hope it's not what I'm thinking. He wouldn't be so stupid to have sex with me whe