CHAPTER SIX

The door creaks ominously and a shadow emerges on the marble floor as the dim-lit hallway casts its light on the man who went inside of Morrigan’s room. His heavy footsteps echoing inside the grand room as he approaches the young princess who cried herself to sleep for another night. Morrigan is tucked in bed with her blankets cocooning her, the young princess hugging herself as the warmth of the duvet gives comfort to her aching heart.

His hand adorned with golds and diamond rings reached out to the innocent face of the young princess caressing it lightly. The cold jewelry kisses Morrigan’s skin, making her shiver. Morrigan shifted and tucked herself further under her duvet but the man who approached her trapped her. Both his arms on either side of her head, gawking at the young princess' soft and delicate features.