Lahat ng Kabanata ng The King's Maiden: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

warning: sexual content ahead. viewer discretion is advised. [ IN WHICH SHE IS SUBMISSIVE ]NOVEMBER'S P.O.V —Pain shoots up my ass as Rome lands his first hit.I let out a yelp, surprised by how fast he had gotten into action. I am still amazed to find that Rome is very much into BDSM. Bondage and discipline, dominance and submission, sadism and masochism. I have heard tons of stories and now, I am about to experience it first-hand. I have surprised myself by being immensely turned on by this. I like the idea of being tied and pleased. Who wouldn't?And this makes me wonder... did Faye ever see this side of Rome? She must have. Where is she? Isn't she going to scream in my head and try to stop me from relaxing into Rome's pleasing touch? The only time I wish to hear from her, she is silent. I bet she cannot bring herself to echo voices in my mind at such an intimate moment. My thoughts are disrupted when another smack is sounded in the air. The pain comes seconds after the hit. Pa

[ IN WHICH SHE RUNS FROM ROME ] NOVEMBER'S P.O.V — I am supposed to get up and leave Rome. That is the right thing to do. I now have the chance to turn all the wrong things to good.However, there is something weird. After plotting all of this with Luca — the meanest of the seven deadly sins — Rome is willing to let me go? It does not add up. Something is wrong and yet, I cannot place my finger on it. What if this is also another trap? I do not know who to trust anymore. No, I know who to trust: the voice in my head telling me to run from him. What I mean is, I do not think I can ever trust Rome. I cannot. There is nothing to think about here. The final is, I cannot trust Rome; I never will.Is it guilt that he feels? Is that why he has decided to let go of me? Has he finally accepted that I will never be his? Has he finally accepted that Sin will always have me? Or is it the creation of the blood bond that has made him accept all of this? Did he come to his senses after he had rea

[ IN WHICH SHE SMELLS DEATH ] NOVEMBER'S P.O.V —“Where have you been?” The entire room falls into silence. The only noise that can be heard is the screams and cries of the people as they slowly die. But I hope it is their screams as they are being treated. However, the problems isn’t what is happening outside. The real problem is what is happening inside of the Mansion, inside of the throne room. “Where have you been, November?” Sin asks, grimly. Every eyes are on me. Every ear is waiting to hear my reply. I feel like a teenage girl who has been caught by her parents after sneaking out in the midnight. “I have been out.” I swallow. “Yes, I can see that.” He turns his body away from his warriors, looking directly at me. “Out where?” “I took a horse and went on a little adventure yesterday, but it seems I got a little lost.” The room remains silent. And so does Sin. I let out a whoosh of breath as I anticipate what is to come. What if they already know what I have done? Is that

[ IN WHICH SHE FEELS DEATH ] NOVEMBER’S P.O.V – Envy pulls out two sharp blades. She enters into a defensive position. Her eyes alert. Elbows out, ready to cut someone’s skin open. Her dark eyes watches the other warriors, and fear flickers in her eyes, but it is gone as soon as it is noticed. She has realized that she is outnumbered. Which means she is here alone. I stay quiet, analyzing her every move. “Sin, tell your minions to put their weapons away.” Envy warns. Sin straightens his back. “You are a threat, and they have been trained to react this way when they spot one.” Envy smirks, amused and angered. “Put down your weapons.” She tries to command them, but no one does her will. She is at the Grand Alkhemi. Her power is limited in the enemy’s territory. “You do not want to fight me.” “We will see about that.” Jacqueline’s eyes are fierce. I can almost see fire burning in them. “I did not come here to fight.” Envy replies. “Then why did you come here?” Eirene asks. Envy

[ IN WHICH SHE IS SLIGHTLY SICK ] It has been nearly two weeks since the incident. Incident. That is a funny way to describe a near-death experience. It is also an understatement, because it had been an actual death experience for the others. So many lives lost. What should I call it then? The people of Alkhemi were hit with some kind of sickness that was killing them, just that the sickness was a little different from the usual diseases that most are used to. The sickness was Death, himself. But it doesn’t matter what I call it. Because now, it is over. The fact that I am alive proves that it is all over. I let out a loud sigh. The air at the roof of the mansion whips through my brown curls. It is calm and peaceful, yet I am unable to enjoy it to the fullest because of the man standing behind me. “You can go now.” “The King gave orders to stand by you for every second of this sighting.” In annoyance, I snap my head to glare at Eirene. “What are you all worried about? I am fin