Talk about a boring meeting, and we gather to have tea, tea I am sick of. I have been sitting in this garden with ladies in shiny outfits, elegant sitting positions, red lips, well-styled hair, the blond, dark-haired red and one redhaired like me, she an angel, and she's the youngest in the court, I haven't pinned precisely who her husband is. Still, Abigail– she has a unique name. I would like to know Abigail more, and also Lady Louisa. The rest seems scary. Kyler should have postponed this, and I wouldn't have to deal with them.The court isn't so pleasing. It isn't fascinating since most of the women don't like me. I guess they don't want to interact. Maybe next time, we will visit the farm so I can watch people pluck fruits, cultivate, and taste some sweet strawberries. Gosh, I roll my eyes and sigh heavily, having no idea when that left me, but they all noticed. Practically, my heavy sigh had broken the silence between us. I raise my eyes at the realisation, and now they are all
Lying to Isabelle has become something I can't even stop, and Victoria being locked up is something I don't want to bother her about. I know I can't hide it forever. Eventually, she would look for Victoria, but Lord Bane's wife has to go. I don't care what position her husband is in my court, but I won't tolerate that."So you're not going to say where we are going?" I shift my gaze to Isabelle, riding Kesem's horse. I didn't remember to get one for her."Gosh, you're stubborn," I reply, looking at her, but she giggles and continues. "Lady Hita," I started."Lady Hita? You don't mind her. She's a grumpy woman," she replies, "I don't blame her. I heard," she paused, looked at Kesem, and when she noticed he wasn't looking, she swallowed, "Lord Bane is sleeping with her sister," she takes a peep at Kesem, and shakes her head. "Unbelievable," Sleeping? Hahaha, I can't... "You mean he has a mistress?" I say, laughing."A mistress?" She raises her brows, confused. "Why are you laughing?" S
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" I have been yelling for the past three hours, and I have lost count of the hours. Perry won't stop; everywhere is blurry, and I can't count how many times I have cried because of the hot iron pressing my thighs."You escaped from a dungeon after speaking to King Damien, and all this would be over," Perry says, sighing, devastated. "Isabelle! Get me, Isabelle!" I yell through my tightened jaw. The pain is getting into my head, and no matter how hard I try to remain calm, I can't anymore. Where the fuck did Isabelle go? It wasn't the plan. What the heck was Kyler planning?"Her Majesty isn't here. She isn't in the kingdom," a voice came from the dark, stepping into the tiny sunlight. "Do you want to know where she is now?" Kesem says.I'm breathing heavily. The fact Isabelle and Kyler aren't here means she's with him, damnit, that whore. I frown, and I hate that his question made me frown. It shows he is getting to me. Instead, I chuckle, and my chuckle turns into a loud
KYLER'S POVIt's in the middle of the night, and the stars are bright, yet I had those dreams, a stone, bloody heart separated from her body, cold skin at my front, and there was nothing I could to bring her back to life. She laid there lifeless, and she deserved none of this for loving me."Kyler?" I blink and turn to find Isabelle standing behind me. She covered her body with the sheets and her messy hair falling over her body.I toss my vape, catch her wrist, and pull her to my body gently. She's lying on my body, and her hands sneak into my hair, caressing it softly. My hands are travelling around her body, but I need to feel her skin, so I bury my hands into the sheets. Isabelle's skin is so soft and warm, unlike mine."Nightmare?" She asks, I raise my brows and whine. I can feel her eyes dancing around me, and she's staring at me with sympathy. "Did I wake you?" I ask."No, you didn't," Isabelle's hands leave my hair, resting on my cheek, and her eyes staring at my lips, she le
They weren't saying anything. The situation was already awkward enough. They had walked an entire hallway but had not exchanged any words. Instead, Victoria gazed at him as he was in front of her. Her eyes scanned every part of his body. He's tall, probably 6ft3. He wore a sleeveless shirt that exposed his thick, large, solid arms and well-defined muscles. Victoria watched his steps as he escorted her bedroom. They were steady, careful, and gentle. He had broad shoulders. His veins popped attractively. He had a perfectly shaped jaw. His long hair was packed almost in a ponytail and was the lightest shade of brown, silky and shiny they danced softly at his back while they looked gorgeously taken care of. His green eyes blinked slowly at her as he turned around."This is it," he said, his accent was thick English, "If you need anything-" "No, I won't need anything," she interrupted and cleared her throat."Alright, I'd be here to pick you up for dinner," he said. Victoria looked at h
"Good morning, darling," I say, watching Kyler step out of the room, confused."Hmmm, morning love," he replies, looking around, "You're cooking," his tone is doubtful."Yeah, I am," I reply, watching him walk towards me and wrap his arms around my waist, kissing the back of my head gently and his hands travelling around my stomach, aiming higher.I woke up this morning, and Kyler was gone. I knew he would return soon, but luckily, he hadn't gone too far. "I didn't know you're an archer," I ask, slowly sneaking out of his arms to get the bowl of red tomatoes."What?" He coughs slightly. My gaze shifts to him. Didn't he want me to find out? Was that supposed to be a secret? If he did, he would have probably gone into the woods and not done it on the farm. He positioned everything right, or has that been there? "You saw me?" He asks, enough to make me chuckle. He probably was so focused that he didn't notice me, leaning by the door and staring for almost thirty minutes."Yeah, I watch
I can't tell how embarrassed it was to have my person find me in between Isabelle's thighs. I sigh, realising I ripped her button, but she is smiling instead. "He must have something urgent to report," I say, and while I help her to button what I have scattered. "There's nothing left," Isabelle replies, laughing and standing up, adjusting her clothes. "Why don't you go speak with him, I'd finish with breakfast," she urges."Alright," I say, dashing through the door Kesem had walked into. There he was on his knees, and I sighed heavily. "I told you if something was..." I paused, staring at Noami, who sneakily walked closer, going on her knees."We didn't mean to interrupt, forgive us, Sire!" Noami said, pressing her lips tightly."Both of you, get up, I am not mad, Noami, please can you assist Her Majesty in the kitchen, and she also wants to have a word with you," I said, she nodded and got up, Kesem followed behind. I watched her until she disappeared into the house, "What's wrong?
Today is as refreshing as ever, sitting at the mountaintop, watching the sunset slowly. I am not sure how many hours we've been here, but I don't mind it at all as long as she's happy, and I love her resting on my body, but since Noami and Kesem visited, it's been three days, and Isabelle has been excessively touchy, just like now, I have to pretend I don't see her sliding down my stomach to my - "Alright, love, you seem extremely touchy," I say, catching her hands before she goes deeper, probably into my pants, and she only GIGGLES? How much more do I have to lose my mind? "You've not been having a lot of sleep lately,"She doesn't say a thing and struggles, sitting on my lap with her arms around my neck, her gaze fixed on mine."What's wrong with my husband not giving me any sleep?" She says, and I can feel the rise in my heartbeat. I smile. "Three days in a roll? I don't want to hurt you," I say, but she leans closer, whispering in my ear."Are you sure that's all you're worried