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CeliaEven after Grace insisted a dozen times to take me to my room and I replied a million times that I did not want to rest, Grace did not leave me alone.She kept repeating she had orders from the prince to let me rest so she hovered beside me like an insistent fly until I gave up.Not that I had the mental condition or energy to put up a fight with her.So, I let her slowly guide me to my room, half-walking, half-leaning on her. My knees were still trembling and no matter how many times she wiped off my sweat, a thin coat would reappear on my forehead.I was too worked up and not being allowed to go near the prince made me cranky like a four year old.My hand went to the locket again and I touched it, reassuring myself that in a way, he was around me.I mentally said sorry to him though a little part of me was angry at him for bringing out the worst of my nightmares.It had taken me ages to forget it and yet it now danced on the edge of my vision, taunting me, scraping at the old
JasperI sat in my study with my head thrown back on the chair as I slouched on it. My fingers tapped against the polished mahogany table as I read through the file in my hand.After my father’s announcement of wanting to divide the kingdoms into parts for us to rule for an year each, things had gotten chaotic.Friendships were being forged and alliances were formed as everybody scampered to get into the good books of my two elder brothers.Of course, nobody bothered wanting to strike an alliance with me.I had picked the part of a kingdom nobody would want to rule even if they were forced much less ask for it willingly.Which is why I was surprised when there was a knock on the door.I did not immediately answer, thinking that it must be one of the palace guards coming to ask me for lunch for the second time in two hours.I waited for someone to open their mouth and say, “Prince Jasper, it is well past lunch hour” or something but no voice came.So, I pinched the bridge of my nose a
CeliaI had been asleep and resting for almost the entire day and Grace made it difficult for me to get out of my room.She had been given instructions to not let me out of her sight and she was quite diligent in performing her duties.My panic attack had subsided though it did leave me a bit shocked and my heart in a wrench.The solace did me no good as it only irritated me more. I wanted to do something, to get out of the room, to maybe just train myself and vent out my anger than sitting on a bed and sulking.That was not me. And, I did not want to go down the rabbit hole and inspect every feeling trying to threaten me into another bout of anxiety.“Grace, it has been almost two days now, can I leave the room?”I asked her. She was folding the clothes methodically and setting them up in the pile.“I am afraid, Prince Jasper does not permit me to do so”The mention of the prince angered me even more.He had just forgotten me here, left me to sulk and rot in one of his many rooms.He
CeliaThe rest of the day passed in a blur and having nothing else to do I trained my ass off. I had been working out so much that Grace had to look all over for me and force me to stop for the day.I didn’t do much but just ran around and did light stuff but it felt nice to be in the open.Mostly word had spread by now of Jasper marking me and I made it a point to make the necklace visible so that everybody would leave me alone.And it worked wonders.Nobody dared look me in the eye or run their sleazy gazes up and down my body. It was as if I was invisible to them and they maintained a safe distance from me and did not dare look at me.I felt relieved and my anger was slowly turning into guilt again. Or maybe it was my workout that took it all away?The necklace gave me some sort of power but I had no idea what was going on between Jasper and me. We could be partners if not friends and yet that steamy night had opened doors for something more.Then back at the training, the way his
Celia The doors flew wide open and I felt my feet freeze in the tracks. Jasper was sitting on the table, and on his lap was a girl who had just given a startled cry due to the loud banging of the doors. But that was all the reaction she gave. Obviously, who would look at me when you could straddle his highness? She had her legs thrown over either side of his and her back was facing me. Her hair was long and reached her back but it did not hide the fact that she was wearing almost nothing. When the door crashed open, the girl did not immediately react but she took her time as she got down from Jasper’s lap. And, Jasper’s eyes met mine. I could not hide the look of hurt that flashed in my eyes. Nor did I fail to notice that she was extremely beautiful. The girl was slender and petite, she had an hourglass figure and the almost transparent bluish dress she was wearing, hugged her curves tightly, and flowed down her knees like it was made of water. It was shimmering like the su
Jasper“Did she just call me your fling?”Nymeria asked in an incredulous voice as her azure blue eyes widened into saucers.But before I could answer two loud sounds filled my ears. One was of Celia closing the doors as if a horde of monsters was coming at her.Nymeria’s quill fell from her hands and she placed her hands on her ears, knocking off the inkpot in the process.Another second later, the sound of the glass crashing on the floor and flying everywhere rang through the silence.“Oh, I am sorry”Nymeria bit her lip as the inkpot fell to the floor with a thud and broke into several glass fragments.I placed my hand on my forehead and replied wearily, “Go get a new one”She bent down to gather a few pieces of glass but I stopped her, “don’t bother, get someone to clean the mess. You focus on your work”Nymeria nodded her head and went out to find a palace servant to get her an inkpot and new quills.I did not bother answering her first question as I was not sure of what was goin
Celia The sun was almost up the horizon when I got up from the bed. I had been tossing and turning in the bed, all alone and I woke up with a headache. Rubbing my forehead with my fingers, I looked around. I was in my room, all alone and there was no sign of Jasper ever having come inside in the night. Frustration boiled in me again but I got up and decided to train by myself again. I just would become smarter, and faster and leave this palace and the prince for good. I went to the shower and took off my clothes, and stripped off my bra and panties before turning on the hot water. It worked wonders on my sleep deprived frustrated self as I took my time cleaning myself, and lathering the soap. I had left the necklace on, I did not feel like parting with it though it was a thing given to me by Jasper. It was a strange feeling. When I was near him, I got angry and when I was away, I wanted him around just to bite his head off. “And, lick his chest” Rain supplied. She had gone s
CeliaI was hanging by the harness and had climbed almost 15 feet high when I heard a very familiar voice behind me.It was Jasper.And he was standing in his training gear.And obviously, he was pissed.And, it was directed at me.Boy, I was fucked. No surprises there.“My lady, do you need a ladder to climb down?”He asked in a mocking tone. I turned around to meet his eyes but my stupid gaze fell on his body as usual.He was wearing a thin vest and grey shorts. The muscles in his chest were very visible and so were the tattoos or whatever they were on his chest.I had been gawking at his very prominent chiseled chest but the tattoos reminded me of how I could not roam my hands over them even if I wanted to.Thus, I forced my eyes to travel up and rest on his face. His silver eyes were cold and staring at me with a low simmering rage.Grace was quick to put distance from both of us and pretend to be fascinated by the wall. The other guards too looked around as if not knowing what wa