Lahat ng Kabanata ng HATING HER KING: Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

The heavy oak doors of the courtroom groaned open, and immediately, silence fell on the room. Alexander strode in. He was barely restraining his fury now. His jaw was set, and his eyes were cold and unyielding, sweeping about the room, piercing and taking in the gathered ministers and courtiers. They offered into a low bow as he walked past them. The air about him was as tense as his face.The day was as gloomy as his mood and whatever light that filtered in through the tall windows was dim and just enough to light up the room, casting long shadows on the walls. It glinted off the signet ring that sat righteously on his right ring finger, and illuminated the emblem of kingship upon his chest.The clouds had gathered.He had awoken that morning in an uncharacteristically good mood, having spent the night sharing a room with Guinevere, even if he had only held her in his embrace as she slept. She had neither been sick as the doctor had thought, nor fussed as he had presumed. Whatever it

Featings' eyes widened in terror. He tried to escape, but the guards held him fast. "Yo... y-your Ma... Majesty." He stuttered, struggling against them."I warned you, did I not? To be mindful of your words, yet you dared to put them into action." Alexander snarled, taking a step forward. His eyes burned with fury and wild bloodshot. "I deemed Denney unfit to command Guinevere, yet you dared to raise your hands against her.""Your Majesty...""Silence!" He commanded, stopping before him.Carlisle rushed forward, his voice urgent. "Your Majesty?"He ignored. "Instead to accord Brand the respect due him, you trapped him, ambushed him, and put your hands on him. I am your king! Do I not deserve your obedience?!" He yelled, his grip tightening on the sword."You do, sire! You do!" Featings pleaded, his voice breaking."Your Majesty!" Brand's voice broke through his rage. His brother ran down to meet him. "Please, brother, mind your emotions.""Your Majesty." Carlisle called out again, sil

One week later.The air was thick with the mingling sounds of chatter and gay laughter, and the clinking of glasses controlled every breath. Elegantly and warmly dressed guests sat to dinner and topics of conversation were never in lack. Lord Michaelson and a couple other gentlemen raised their glasses in a raucous cheer. Lady Carlisle giggled to something Carlisle whispered.It was well past 7 p.m., and though the wedding had ended hours ago, the wedding dinner was anywhere but. Alexander sat at the head of the table, sawing absentmindedly at the slab of meat on his plate. He picked the tiny piece and shoved it into his mouth, only to realize he had eaten a tomato. He did not care. His thoughts were elsewhere. And so were his eyes. They were fixed on Guinevere – his wife.He was openly gawking and he gave no care.Her smile was effortlessly charming, her appearance impeccable. She commanded the space about her and her presence filled the room. She sat at the other end of the room, ca

***Gwen sank into the settee, and Alexander followed, sliding closer to her. His eyes ran the expanse of her body slowly from her head down to her waist, and she felt herself softening under the intensity of his look. His eyes burned with passion and desire."You do not know how you look right now."She averted her gaze, her toes curling beneath her night garment. "How do I look?"Alexander gently lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes. His dark brows lifted. "I shall never tell. It is my secret." Then, with a grin, he kissed the tip of her nose. She clenched her hands, breathing out sharply. He paused. "Are you scared?"The fire in his eyes was blazing, and she no longer spoke of the reflection from the fireplace. His tone was casual, but the question was not in the least. He was serious, and she knew it.Gwen blinked, slowly relaxing her grip. "There is nothing to be afraid of." She said, meaning her words. They pleased him.Alexander moved even closer, his voice dropping. "

***Gwen lay in the quiet aftermath of their lovemaking, her body still thrumming with the fervour of their union. Slowly her breathing came to her and she could breathe again. Afterwards, sanity drifted and met her in Alexander's bed. She began to realize that she had just experienced passion – with her husband!Naked in his arms, her cheek nestled against the warmth of Alexander's chest, one hand resting on him. His arm was draped possessively around her, with one of her legs caught between both of his. His hand sat on her bare waist.Her smile came.Good gracious! She had made love to her husband, and it was the most extraordinary feeling she had ever known. She was drifting with ecstasy, her heart swelling with love. Slowly, she licked her lips and shyly raised her eyes to Alexander's face.He was watching her, regarding with a tender expression. Her heart leaped wildly. His deep blue eyes darkened, searching hers."You seem pleased." He murmured.Gwen knew she flushed. She was pl