"Mother," Sabrina cried out, immediately she stepped into the queen's room. She leaned her hands on the wall and walked fully into the room, her face filled with tears. "Oh gods, Sabrina," The Queen stood up from the chair where she sat and walked to the weeping Sabrina. She placed her hand on her shoulder and directed her to the bed. "Darling, what happened? What's wrong?" She asked, but she was responded with only sniffs and light hiccups. "Oh my god Sabrina, tell me what's wrong?" The Queen sat on the bed beside patting her shoulders lightly. After a few minutes, silence sat in the room with only a few sniffs from Sabrina. She raised the cup in her hands filled with water, given to her by the queen's maid to her mouth and took one last gulp of water down her throat. She dropped the cup on the table and took a deep breath, glancing at the Queen who sat beside her, staring at her with concern in her eyes, before taking her eyes to her laps, fixing her gaze on it. "I'm sorry I c
*Three days later* Luciano walked into the field, his eyes moving around the field in search of someone. He breathed out a sign of relief immediately he spotted Nikolai at the end of the field talking to a warrior. Nikolai turned his head to stare at him immediately he noticed footsteps approaching him, he said something to the warrior before turning to face his brother. "Hey brother." He greeted with his usual smile on his face. "I need to talk to you." Luciano replied almost immediately. "Ohh," Nikolai raised his brows in confusion before they both walked towards a more silent area in the field. "So what do you wanna talk about?" Nikolai asked staring at him questioningly. "You're not gonna say this to anyone?" Nikolai furrowed his brows at him in confusion before answering. "Sure I won't." "Okay." Luciano muttered, rubbing his palms together like he was nervous. "I don't know how to say this but- gods this is so weird- I've suddenly developed a weird feeling." Nikolai quir
"Oh! there you are nephew." Elliot said with his usual smirk plastered on his face. Luciano turned to stare at her, his face mirroring irritation and maybe hurt. "I... master..." Eleanor tried speaking but stopped when he glared at her with a cold look on his face. Eleanor bowed her head in shame as tears began stinging her eyes. Dear gods, why would this happen? "It's good to see you again after a long time nephew." "What the hell do you think you were doing?" Luciano asked sternly. "Oooh, what do you think?" Elliot raised his brows at him, turning to glance at Eleanor before turning back to face the prince. "You should have taken that somewhere else." The prince said coldly. "And mind you, don't do that with my personal slave." "Huh," Elliot stared turned to stare at me and prince with suspicion in his eyes. "Is there anything going on between you two?" Elliot arched his brows at the prince. "No. Besides I don't do slaves." Luciano replied coldly staring at her. "Then w
"Now tell me what the hell happened." He ordered. "Everything." He added staring deeply at her. Was he really ready to hear her out? Eleanor gulped down the lump in her throat, twisting her hands together. She took a deep breath before narrating all that happened to him. A few minutes after Eleanor has finished speaking, silence descended in the room. Eleanor shifted from one foot to another as tension filled the air. She lifted her eyes up when she heard movement from the prince. Luciano stood up from the chair and walked around to the front of the table and rested on it, folding his arms together. He let out a short breath, running his hands through his hair. He can't believe Elliot would do that. Like, what the hell is wrong with that man? He knows how to perfectly step on his toe. "You should have have resisted him." Luciano say staring at her. "Huh?" Eleanor stared up at him in shock. How do hell could he ask her that after all she told him. "Maybe if I was so strong, p
Eleanor froze with eyes wide open staring at the prince in shock as his lips moved against hers. All Eleanor could do was stare up at the prince as different emotions ran through her. Her fists clench beside her, resting on the wall. Eleanor stood there frozen not knowing what to do, of course this is the first time she is ever getting kissed not just by an ordinary person but by a royal. A royal who happens to be the cold hearted prince, the one who detests her to the guts. She leaned back unto the wall as she felt her knees go weak and her breath hitched. Luciano pulled away from Eleanor, disengaging his lips from hers. He moved back a little and ran his fingers through his hair breathing heavily. Hell, What the fuck did he just do? Eleanor stood against the wall, staring at the prince with wide eyes and her mouth parted slightly. She moved her eyes to the door before muttering. "Eh, I.. I'll just take my.. my leave." She stuttered moving against the wall slowly to the door like
Eleanor groaned lightly under her breath as she climbed up the long flight of stairs. Today had really been a bad day for her. She had woken up this morning only to be clouded with thoughts of the prince. The kiss. It was all in her mind, all she could ever think of. She wasn't even able to get a good night sleep because of that. What has the prince done to her? Eleanor groaned and used her palm to slap her forehead trying to get rid of the thought. She can't have herself thinking about him again. She let out a heavy sign as she walked into the hallway leading to his room. gods! How is she going to face him now? Eleanor clenched her fist together as nervousness crept up her body. Arriving the door, she took a deep breath and knocked, after hearing a faint deep voice reply "come in", she pushed the door open and stepped inside. Walking fully into the room, she spotted the prince standing by the table putting on some jewelleries dressed up like he was going for an occasion.
Eleanor kept her head down as she walked into the castle, the prince had dismissed her heading to the training ground. Eleanor climbed up the stairs to the hallway leading to her room with hurried steps. She bolted the door open as quick as she could and stepped inside, shutting the door behind her. She took a deep breath and leaned her head against the door, placing her hands on her chest to calm her breaths. Dear gods, what the hell is wrong with her? Why would she be thinking of the prince in such way? She can't believe she was even thinking he'd kiss her again. Like, what the hell? She promised herself she was going to stay away from him but now she's doing quite the opposite. She's longing for him to kiss her which is really far from possible. Eleanor used her palm to slap her forehead groaning lightly. She walked to the bed in the room which has became hers ever since she was given the room. She threw herself on the bed with her arms spread apart staring at the ceiling, h
"Luciano?" The King sat up right on his throne seat staring at Sabrina with suprise. "What about him?" "Well, you see father, I'm really tired of Luciano's behaviour and I would like to return back to my kingdom." "Sabrina, what did he do?" "Father, Luciano doesn't acknowledge my presence here, it's all about that slave, he's always with her. This evening I saw him walking to the riverside with her. That was supposed to be me father, not some random slave. Something has to be done father or else I leave." She deadpanned, folding her hands together with a frown on her face. "You don't have to worry Sabrina, I'll do something about it." The king promised. "Something better be done about it. I can't get married to someone who would act and treat me like I don't exist." She said tearfully. "I'll do something about it. I'd make sure he stops whatever he's doing." "Alright father, I'd like to take my leave now." "Sure, you can go." Sabrina nodded and walked out of the throne room sm