"My king!" Eleanor cried out, rushing down to the king who spread motionless on the marble bare floors beside the bed. "Ugh!" King Spencer deeply groaned on the floor, his head was aching and his eyes were boiling in pain. Eleanor quickly knelt beside him, gripping his arms as she struggle to lift him to his bed —It wasn't an easy task for her, but she strongly pull through. Luckily, she was able to raise him and let him collapse flatly on his king-sized ed. "My king..." Eleanor called again worriedly, she simply watched as the king kept on tossing on his bed, his hair covering his pretty face. "Go away!" King Spencer suddenly growled, causing Eleanor to flinch and she took a step backward. "N-no, my king!" Eleanor manages to courageously protest "I can't leave you in this bad health!" She added, wanting to move closer to him. "Listen, you are my slave, huh! Just leave my room before I assault you!" The king warned, but his slave was reluctant to leave him alone to wallow in
It was prematurely early in the morning, and the tiny birds are chirping melodically outside the window. Eleanor slowly tossed repeatedly on the bed while her eyes softly fluttered open to the world around her, she was still feeling sleepy and her whole body aches a lot. Gently, she sits her butt on the bed and makes use of her palm to close her lips as she yawned loudly. Hence, she glances behind her back and she saw the king sleeping lightly on the smooth vast bed. "Oh!" She gasped lightly, scurrying out of the bed instantly and she glimpse at the king again. Waves of fear coarse through her, what if he found out that she had dozed in his bed? Although, she could vividly remember she had knelt on the floor while attending to him so how did she end up sleeping on his bed? King Spencer still happens to be fast-asleep, he didn't even make a move or stir up when she had sailed out of his bed. Eleanor knew how the king hated a woman to lay on his bed, she had once remembered how
"Come in!" The familiar cold voice ordered. Then, Amelia cheerily strides into the room with the intent to spill the reports of Eleanor being a thief to the king. However, her pleasant countenance abruptly switched to a frown when she saw how tense the room was, and she shrink slightly. "My king!" Amelia bowed at the king who sat on his bed, the king who fumed in the mouth and he was fisting his hand. King Spencer ignores Amelia, he was very furious and irate at Eleanor for having the gut to steal his late wife's bracelet which he had gifted her —It was the symbol of their love before she died! How dare she! What gave her the audacity!!! "Zachary!" He growls, and Zachary who was still in the pool of surprise took a quick step forward. "Yes, my king!" He bowed. King Spencer cast his eyes to the window, his body was boiling and he unknowingly stood to his feet as the bed coverlet slip away from his body. Hence, he ambles powerfully to the window and gazes outside with a vicious
“Put off the smoke and bring her out!” King Spencer ordered in an authoritative tone. "Y-yes, my king!" Zachary nervously bows, and he scampered to the room and he put off the smoke once he was inside. A few guards scrambles into the room, and they hauled Eleanor out of the room but she was already lifeless! "She's dead!" A sharp gasp was heard from Amelia, and Amaya lost consciousness instantly. "No!" Madam Madison wept, flying to the guards and she grasped Eleanor in her arms. "Eleanor!" Willow yelled, she rushed to Eleanor on the floor, checking her jugular "she's no longer breathing!" She started to intensely panic. King Spencer stood with no expression on his face and his fingers simply balled into a fist behind his back. Hence, he glimpse at Madam Madison and he was quite startled to see her weeping. Everyone knew his slave was the reason why he was a widower at a young age, everyone knew she was a murderer! But here they were; weeping and poking around miserable about h
"Madam Madison, you have to give up already," Zachary was saying, and Amaya whom he clutched in her arms freely slipped away from him. “There's nothing you could do anymore," he added. The room became noiseless, Madam Madison who was seated on the bed unhurriedly stood to her feet and she started to pack the medical kits with a grim expression. "I don't know why but I do suspect that Eleanor was accused falsely!" Willow gritted out. "You are right, if there is anyone else who could have done this then that would be Katrina," Amaya sniffed, wiping her tears from her eyes. "Hmm, why do you think so?" Willow asked. Meanwhile, Madam Madison was behaving as if she wasn't listening to their conversation but she was as she still pressing the kits into the medical box. Zachary scowled his face as he was briefly lost in a few thoughts about the whole situation, he doesn't know why but his mind tells him that the mistress is the one who planned it all. Willow shrugged "I suspect Katrina
"What did you just say?" Amelia growls raucously, causing Katrina to flinch and she took a stagnant step backward. "Hey! Why did you have to scream like that?!" Katrina glared at her, and Amelia's eyes dilated at her brass."Do not forget I'm the mistress, huh? You don't have to yell at me like some sort of trash or I will order for your head!" Amelia warned her. But to her surprise, Katrina wasn't moved by her words or threats. "Go ahead, come on, order the guards to behead me mistress and I swear, I will expose you to everyone!" Katrina said, now smiling icily at her. "What?" Amelia shuttered, moving backward while wrapping her hands around her naked self. She wasn't expecting Katrina to talk back boldly at her. "Just listen to me, Amelia," Katrina intently called her name "I know you stole that bracelet and placed it in Eleanor's clothes, I saw you! And I also know you sent Vanessa to kill Eleanor too!" She said cheekily, she was intimidating the mistress. Amelia was dumbfoun
"Oh my God! Oh my God!!" Eleanor gasped for the umpteenth time, goggling at the king-sized bed which a child was laying with his eyes close. Half of his face was burned, his legs and a arm too. He's seemed strongly alive, but deeply asleep. No doubt, it was the king child!Hurriedly, Eleanor scampered out of the room with her hands covering her mouth, preventing her from screaming further. She fucking saw something unbelievable!!! Without a second thought, she flew out of the corridor before anyone would catch a glimpse of her and reported her to the king. Of course, if the king gets to figure it out that she had trespassed into the devil's room... she'd be completely killed! Eleanor went on to the girl's room and instantly, she braced herself up so as not to attract any attention to herself. When she entered the room, luckily she met no one in the room and she scooted to her bed and crouched her butt on the hard surface. "The hell!" She breathed in sharply, holding her chest
Eleanor stood shakily in the center of the king's room, she was nervously fiddling her finger. Meanwhile, King Spencer was sitting silently on his study chair with his huge back facing his slave. He could sense the fears hovering around her, but he was unconcerned about it. Eleanor was curious about why the king sent for her, she doesn't have any sentiment why the king asked for her —she was even more alarmed when the guard arrived in her room to summon her. Her friends; Willow and Amaya had wanted to follow her but she told them to stay behind. If she has to encounter the king, she will have to face his wrath alone! "Perhaps, he found out that you went to the devil's room you sneaky rat!" Her subconscious mind bluntly tells. Eleanor's heart jumped into her mouth. "Oh no!" She mouthed, shuddering and gnawing on her lips at the reflection."Do you always put people's feelings before yours?" A question was heard from King Spencer. Eleanor held up her emerald green eyes to him,