Unwillingly to be a slave

The room became silent, it felt as if the world has come to a standstill for the souls who stood inside the room.

Shuddering Amelia fidget her fingers nervously as she struggled to say a word to the king, who stood in front of her with his expression suddenly gone blank, and his eyes were filled with tons of questions.

"Fine! I knew you heard everything my king, but please have it in your mind that I was doing it for the both of us," Amelia hurriedly rushed her words as she averted the king's gaze.

"You were the one who went against my order, Amelia. You went to the cold room to see Eleanor, why?" King Spencer grudgingly asked, his large chest pumped out dominantly.

Amelia's heart skipped as she inwardly muttered. "He found out?!"

"Yes, I did my king. I was only trying to help you out,” she responded, looking back at the cold man in her room.

"I never asked for your help, Amelia!" King Spencer growled, taking Amelia by surprise as she flinched at his harshness.

"I own Eleanor, I