Hunnie š§š½āļø
"Where's my clothes?" I thought to myself, waking up in a panic.
I woke up naked, sitting up, with my wrist tied and a gag in my mouth. Looking around the room it was now day time with a small window above me shining tremendously with the perfect amount of sunlight.
My eyes were still wet and my back still broken. It truly felt broken, as I couldn't move again to get lift myself up.
I turned my head and seen steel bars housing me in a large cell.
'Stay calm, don't worry. Don't freak out!' I chanted to myself.
There was also another cell across the way. The room was too dark on that side to see if it was empty or not, but it was a large cell.
I look to the
Kris š§š» "Kris...Please save..me." Her angelic voice rang out through my ears. My eyes indeed were staring at the confident, sassy little witch from back home. My first crush. Hunnie.... It was confirmed when I arrived early this morning. Totally not even seeing Bahm, as he was sleeping and I didn't want to wake him just yet. I'm sure he could sense my arrival and that was good enough for him. I, on the other hand, couldn't sleep before seeing who The Dark Witch was that was being held captured in his dungeons. Seeing her lifeless body tied and gagged with whips all over her naked flesh. I retrieved some clothes for what I saw fit for her curvy body, but she was much more frail now. It broke my heart to see her body disfigured the way it was. She was bloodied from head-to-toe. Whip abrasions on her thighs,
Hunnie šš»āļøHe smells just like my mate. I hate them both now!How can he not come to my rescue? We've know each other since kindergarten for goodness sake!Will he really leave me here to The Demon King, leave me to die?"Stand up!" Kris says flatly in the middle of my sobbing.What?!!I don't possibly think I can stand right now. My back feels like it's going to break in two and the wounds on my thighs are still healing. They will for sure crack open at any sudden movement!Why is he asking this of me? I'm not even wearing pants either! They were too much of a struggle for my lacerated marks.My head raises, hoping to inform him that I can't, but his body standing in front of me, towering over me with his incredible height and chiseled muscles, made me see The King.His eyes were boring into mi
HunnieI stood in the same spot Kris left me in for what seemed liked hours.Rooted to spot, I could move, nor bend my knees without my back making cracking sounds and throbbing with difficulty.Having such a hard time lowering my body back to the ground, I thought Kris had come to save me, but he leaves me here standing painfully.My bladder already released itself in this position and began pooling at my feet.I gripped onto the small windowsill above my head tightly and decided to let myself fall down. That's the only way I can go back to sitting. I prayed I wouldn't lie there lifeless after failing and actually causing more injuries throughout my already crushed body.My legs were starting to cramp up. They were shaking with holding my weight up for so long.It's not like I could use my magic in this cell. The spell markings on the floo
Annaš±š¼āļøHow's does the Princess not see something wrong about any of this?She mentioned an old hag using a spell, but with the way she's been moving lately, I wasn't sure if she casted a spell on our King, or that poor, young witch in his dungeon.There is no way a young witch so young like that, could cast a spell on our millennial year old King without him noticing!He isn't as dumb as Cyn thinks. He can smell even the slightest bit of magic being placed on him. I pray and pray that Cyn hasn't casted a spell on him either. He will for sure have her head this time.She has already cros
Kris šš»Making my way toward The King's chambers as soon as I woke up the next day, I felt stressed to see his reaction towards what I had to say.My nose twitched at smelling a faint scent of Anna nearby, but I shake it off. Cyn is probably somewhere in the palace with her.I need to talk to Bahm before anyone else does this morning.&
HunnieShoving pieces of bread into my mouth, followed by the tiny, orange colored, square cheeses, I cried my hardest I've ever cried.Aldrerix, The King brought me cheese and bread before. It made me reminiscent towards our first encounter. Why does the woman bring me this?Who is this blonde haired woman? I hate her even more for bringing me this. It only brought me extreme pain.Breaking my own heart even more, I began playing that one scene over and over again. Then calmly put
Kris's POVPlacing the robe over Hunnie's lifeless body, I stared down endlessly at the woman I've used to know. Not sure how long I was rooted to my spot.She passed out after Bham let her neck go. He was seething for the fact I had mentioned ripping out his heart from my chest. He didn't like that one at all.Her body hits the steel floors, I was almost positive her injured back was beyond even my repair now.My blood would only heal her injuries extremely slow. It's nothing compared to The King's all healing blood. I have to give her some...I rushed upstairs, gathering a warm bucket of water, a needle with thread, clothes, brush and a small table.This whole situation was making me feel uncomfortable. Even my attachment to her was driving my mind insane. I want to care for her...&nb
Hunnie š©š»š¦±"I can free you, but it must be tonight and now, while everyone is upstairs, distracted by the party.""Eat your soup, you'll need the energy."The words from Draconius thoughts made my spine shiver. Could I really escape this place tonight?I nod and began forcefully eating my soup. The whole time my eyes are flooded with tears. Making the room around me blurry. Making my soup look like a brown, depressed swamp.These were tears of joy and sadness. I feel Draconius lift his wing partially and pat my back. His boney, leathery touches filling my soul with uncertainties.Do I really want to leave? A part of me doesn’t want to leave without my mate. If I can even call him that anymore? All I had left was a cloaked and hidden mark. Claiming I was his…