She just wants to deal with the confessor, if it means causing her lots of pains.
What if she gets rid of the confessor?
No, she shook her head negatively.The king might know and have my head cut off.
She doesn't want to die but become the queen so she can have powers and give orders.She wants to rule and be in charge.
The truth is that, anytime Roseline sees the confessor, she always has insecurities because of how pretty the confessor looked.
She agreed begrudgingly that the confessor, even without makeup or any expensive jewelries on, she still looked pretty.
She knew if the king continues to have s*k with her, he might start to feel an attraction towards her and all her hard work over the years would be for nothing – it would go down the drain because of the stupid confessor.
She sighed and stared at the bracelet in her hand.
She smirked and walked towards her old wardrobe that she wasn't usingFor the first time he stared at the confessor, all he felt was guilt. His conscience was pricking him so badly.He patted her head softly and she stopped whimpering and relaxed.Suddenly, she jerked awake and hugged the king so tight, with her eyes filled with tears.She wasn't fully conscious and aware of what she was doing."Please, I'm sorry. Don't punish me again. It hurts all the time." She cried softly on his shoulders.The king heart sank and felt terribly bad and guilty."It's okay. You can go back to sleep now." He found himself making soft cooing sounds as he stroke her hair.It wasn't even night and she's having terrible bad dream like this. What about night?The nightmare would be sure worst than this.From the first day she was brought to the palace, he never thought of her feelings, how she felt. Revenge clouded his head and all he wanted was vengeance and by so doing, hurting Isabelle's fee
Roseline sat miserably at her own cell, with her back against the wall with her legs chained.She was stripped off from her royal attire to a prisoner's uniform.Her hair that was always styled was just in a messy bun. Dried tears were on her face and she looked really Haggard.She sniffled her tears and fresh tears rolled down her cheeks.She wiped the tears but it wouldn't stop rushing down in fast current.She regretted her actions but it was already too late. The king is sure not gonna take it lightly with her and Jeffrey.She hugged her knees and buried her head in between and wept.Her hair was smeared to her face because of her tears and sweat mixed together.What's gonna be her fate?What about her unborn child for Jeffrey?She's sure gonna terminate it. She's not going to have a child for a lowlife.But then again, she thought – would she even be alive to terminate the pregnancy?She sobbed hard
"Hey, get up and wipe those tears away." King Miley grinned with a stern voice.Isabelle didn't even move from where she sat as she continued to weep miserably. She felt so angry at the king for giving her out to this monster – well, the truth is that, she doesn't even know who's more of a monster, is it king Ceasar or King Miley? Both king's were mean and heartless. They killed any offender as if killing is a thing of joy. But she didn't know why she preferred staying with king Ceasar to king Miley. Both king's almost have same trait but she didn't want to live with king Miley. "Hey! I'm talking to you!" King Miley hissed angrily and grabbed Isabelle roughly by her arm. "When I'm talking to you..." King Miley's words were cut short as an unexpected arrow flew and hit him right on his chest. His eyes widen and he went down on his knees immediately. Blank blood dripped out slowly from the corner of his mouth. I
The next morning, the morning sun radiated through the windows and flashed to Isabelle's face.She groaned lightly and turned to the other side of the bed. She didn't want to stand up yet from the bed as she still feet weak and tired and also, the bed she laid on was very comfortable.She suddenly snapped her eyes opened as she knew that she wasn't lying on her bed as her bed wasn't that comfortable as this one felt.She stared around and her guess was correct – she wasn't in her room but rather, she was in the king's room.Her face heated up as the memories of last night came rushing in. Her cheeks grew hot and she knew she was already blushing hard.Last night had been the best night ever since she came to the palace and ever since the king started taking pleasures from her. The king had made love to her and he was so gentle and he didn't hurt her. She enjoyed every bit of it.The kisses: it was something she wouldn't forge
"So, how have you been doing?" Prince Ainsley asked."I've been fine. You know, just eager to see you." Princess Rayna said truthfully, with a shy smile."Yeah, me too." Prince Ainsley smiled lightly at her."We should do a competition on archery, it would also be like a practice to me. I want to be perfect in it." Princess Rayna smiled shyly at him."Sure. I really like your zeal princess Rayna and for that, I'm gonna teach you to become really perfect just the way you want to." Prince Ainsley said and winked at her.Princess Rayna face grew hot and became really crimson red. She felt that her heart would explode with joy and felt butterflies dance happily in her stomach."Thank you. I look forward to practicing with you and becoming perfect." Princess Rayna said shyly and tucked her hair behind her ear but it only fell back to her pretty but reddened face.Prince Ainsley chuckled softly as he stared at her blushed face and i
"Got it!" Princess Rayna beamed enthusiastically as prince Ainsley shot the fifth target without shooting outside the target for the fifth consutive times in a row.Princess Rayna was awed and she had watched with keen interest as he shoot so elegantly and freely towards the target.He had done it so effortlessly like it wasn't even hard a bit."Wow! That was so great prince Ainsley. You were so great and cute shooting so effortlessly at the target." Princess Rayna beamed happily, staring dreamily at prince Ainsley."Thank you princess." Prince Ainsley smiled at her and courtesy, and that made princess Rayna to grin even wider.He was such a gentleman and every of his gesture made her heart swell with pride and so much enthusiasm."Let me try mine." She said and took her stand while the prince gave her the bow and arrow."Sure. Let me see you try." He gave her a thumbs up and smiled lightly. The princess heart fluttered more
"So princess Debby, tell me what is making you so enthusiastic like this. What's the course of this your enthusiasm that you can't stop grinning ever since I got here?" Sandy, princess Debby's personal maid who's also like her best friend, asked with a suspicious look. Princess Debby grinned wider and fondled happily with her fingers, she looked so happy that even a blind man can tell that she's so happy.It was written all over her face. She was really so happy. "Well, I'll be getting engaged and soon, I'll get married too. But just a king, but a powerful and mighty one. King Ceasar." Princess Debby smiled and stared at Sandy who looked really anxious to hear what the princess would say is the reason for her happiness. It's very rare to see princess Debby smile because she hardly smiles. She's always wearing a stiff face devoid of every kind of emotion and it even made the palace workers and other persons in tnr kingdom afraid of her.
"I'm gonna f*ck you hard till you c*m and beg me to stop." The king said with his voice thick and hard.Isabelle felt aderaline rushed through her spinal cord. She shuddered in fright and closed her tight.The king words, it had brought fear into her and it made her really scared.He sounded really serious and she knew he met every of his words and that even scared the s*it outta her.She couldn't recall offending the king recently but the again, she knows she doesn't need to offend the king before he punishes her.Being Tabitha's sister is more than enough for the king to punish her.She shut her mind tightly so she wouldn't feel the pain that was likely to feel, as she felt the king so close behind her.Her legs shook and her hands on the table was starting to get weak for holding it for too long.She felt too awkward standing that way for long and her back view too opened to the king.Not as if the king hasn't seen