Eddie slept for two days. On the third day, she was able to stay up long enough to drink some broth and water. She promptly fell asleep afterward. Several doctors visited the estate to treat her wounds. There wasn’t much they could do besides disinfecting and bandaging her wounds. They prescribed some painkillers too, which Eddie took with breakfast and dinner.
Alex barely left her room the entire time. He would pace frantically with worry. When the doctors came he would threaten and bully them, just to make sure they gave Eddie the best care they could. Eddie didn’t have the energy to scold him for his behavior, she merely watched loopy from her pain medicine, giggling at his antics before falling back to sleep.
She woke up early in the morning on the fourth day, feeling well-rested and sore. She tried to sit up, but she felt a sharp pain in her arms and legs. Eddie slumped back into her pillows.
Alex rushed to her side immediately. He gently lifted
After a moment's pause, she asked “What happened to him?”She needed to know. Eddie didn’t want to think of Johannes after this and if she didn’t know what happened to him, she might spend her entire life glancing over her shoulder. Worried that he could be there, waiting to pounce and kidnap her again.Eddie didn’t want this incident to stay with her. She already knew she would flinch at men now, afraid that they might hit or harm her. She’d never had that fear before, but she would conquer it.Alex placed her hand back down on the comfort and retrieved another glass of water for her, “Alistair took him back to Arendel with him. It’s up to their King and Alistair to deal with him now.”“Alistair is their Crown Prince right? How do you know him?” She asked. Alex handed her the glass of water and waited for her to take a sip. Once she’d taken a few gulps he answered her question.
(1 month later)"Well that was certainly exciting,” Lily took a sip of her tea. She looked stunning today, wearing her signature purple. Her dark hair was braided to the side of her head, with small flowers and crystals decorating the braid. Her makeup was perfect, her long lashes enhanced with mascara, and her complexion warm with a hint of blush.“I can’t thank you enough Lily. If it weren’t for you I don’t know what would have happened,” Eddie grabbed her friend’s hand. This was their first visit since Eddie’s kidnapping, and she was overjoyed to see her friend.The past month with Alex had been equal parts happy and frustrating. She loved Alex’s endless attention, but his overprotectiveness had reached new levels. Even though she was able to get out of bed a week after her attack, he refused to allow her to leave the bedroom for an extra week. He wanted to forbid visitors for two months, but Eddi
Eddie readied for bed, but remained awake. She left a lamp on and pulled out a book, snuggled under the blankets she waited until Alex returned. The door opened just after midnight, and her husband snuck into the room. “You’re still awake? You should be asleep by now,” “I wanted to wait for you,” “Is something wrong?” “No, you look tired. What kept you?” “A client at the casino wanted to meet with me, and I couldn’t refuse. I made sure he wouldn’t hold me up again.” Alex’s eyes darkened. Eddie shuddered, her mind pondering all the ways the Duke of Ice could prove a point. Alex sauntered to the bathroom, and in less than fifteen minutes he returned. His hair was still wet, a towel wrapped around his hips. Water sluiced down his muscles and Eddie watched him, her gaze turning heated. Alex grinned mischievously and crossed the bedroom quickly. He drew her lips in for a kiss. Eddie closed her eyes, savoring the tast
Blood splattered onto Alexander Claiborne's crisp white shirt. He grimaced. The shirt would have to be thrown out now that it had been stained with an imbecile's blood. The grey tweed suit was still pristine, however, so it could at least be saved. "My gloves, please," Alexander held his hand out. The gloves were placed in his hands, his attention fixated on the sobbing mess on the floor. Slowly, he slipped his long elegant fingers into his gloves, then pushed back a strand of his blonde hair. He motioned for the men in front of him to move to the side. Bending down, he sneered, "I really hate when I get blood on me. People already consider me a dastardly villain, I try not to look the part." He grabbed the sack of bones in front of him by the hair and bashed its face into
Prince Johannes Chevalier from Arendal, sixth in line for the throne and as presumptuous as all royals tend to be. He had been in the same year as Ms. Knight. Alexander remembered how he and the crown prince tended to crowd around her. He assumed it had to do with the fact that they lost to her at the academy. He had watched as they had lost to her intellect at every turn. He had never cared for Johannes. Stocky, blustering, and composed of two left thumbs, Johannes was lacking in the grace expected of royalty. Compared to his siblings, Johannes was of little consequence, possessing no qualities that would improve his chances of inheriting the throne of Arendal. Alexander and Johannes had interacted on many occasions both inside and outside the academy. International relations were always a tricky subject and the meetings and affairs to promote unity se
Edwina Knight devoted her life to her studies. For nineteen years she had spent every day honing her intellect and it had taken her very far. At twenty-four years old, she was now the Grand Historian. The King of Wintenborough had appointed her personally, due to her exceptional performance at the Royal Academy. She was the first commoner to receive a role on the King’s Court, made up of only his most trusted advisors.Born in a remote village to the south of the capital, her parents were kind, simple people. Her father had worked as a stablehand and her mother worked as a maid for Baron Schloss. For the early part of their lives, they had lived in the servants’ dormitory but after marrying and giving birth to Edwina, they had moved into a small house in town.Together they raised Edwina diligently and they were happy. Edwina never remembered much from this time, but when she tried to recall this period of her life she felt nothing but warmth.When E
Edwina latched onto the opportunity the Baron had given her. She met with him daily and in a month she was able to read the fairy tales all on her own. Now she could escape to these distant worlds without the help of the Baron, and she took every opportunity.The baron had a chair prepared for her in the library. Instead of idling away her time in the kitchens, Edwina now spent most of her days curled up in her generously large red velvet armchair.The servants were so impressed. A commoner who was able to read was fairly rare. They were happy at the many opportunities that were now open to Edwina, who all of them had come to cherish.The Baron didn’t stop by just teaching her how to read. He taught her math, history, and philosophy as well. He taught her about military strategy and politics. He taught her about science and agriculture. He taught her everything a young noble should know, and she soaked it up like a sponge.Her mother encouraged her
“Eddie!” Crown Prince Thackeray opened the door to Edwina’s office with a bang. Edwina’s head jerked up in surprise, her glasses slipping off her face. Breathless, the brown-haired, brown-eyed prince stormed up to her desk, “We can catch him!”Scrambling to adjust her glasses Edwina replied, “Catch who?”“That Claiborne bastard!” Thackeray slammed his hand on Edwina’s desk, obviously feeling very gung-ho about his news. “I got word that tonight he’ll be meeting with the heads of the Grand Peerage. He’ll travel alone without any guards. He’s trying to keep the meeting location secret!”“We can snatch him then,” Edwina joined in, jumping up from her seat.“Exactly! Then we’ll interrogate him!” Thackeray clenched his fist.“And find out all the info about that Alliance of Assholes!” Edwina completed.Thackera