Raphael returned back from another failed search. He is searching for the medicine to help his mother, but he cannot find anything. He is tired and frustrated. His anger is raising as time passed by and they couldn't find anything to help the Queen.
As he stepped inside the palace, everyone scurried out of his way. He walked towards his chamber with long purposeful strides. The moment he stepped inside his chamber, her mouthwatering scent hit his nostrils.
He hates her with every fiber of his being. But still her scent and body makes me intoxicated.
She is everywhere in his chamber. Her scent is everywhere and he can see that she cleaned his room like a good little slave. He heard the sound of water running inside the bathroom. He banged the door open, making her jump with fright.
Valerie felt him before she heard him. His raw power threatened to consume her as a whole the moment he entered his chamber. Her body tensed and after a moment, the half-closer bathroom door banged into the wall as he opened it wider. It made her jump with fright. That's when she felt it. His anger. He is angry and that is not new to her. But nowadays his anger is rising and she is scared more than ever.
Before she could understand what is happening, he erased the distance between them in two long strides and buried his palm in her frizzy locks. He pulled her head back angrily.
"I am asking you again, what kind of poison have you given my mother? What is its cure?" he demanded.
Her eyes welled up with tears. His hold is too tight and she is feeling as if he is going to rip her head away from her body.
"I swear on everything I hold dear. I don't know. I didn't do anything. I was at the wrong place at the wrong time. Please believe me" she begged him for mercy. But he cannot unsee what he already saw. He saw her with the bloody saber that she used to hurt his mother.
Honesty is shining from her eyes. He wanted to believe that it is someone else whom he saw drenched in his mother's blood that night. But that would be a lie. His heart threatened to go soft over her. But he shook himself off and roughly pushed her away. She slipped and fell in the bathtub full of water. She struggled in the water for a while before she found her bearing and pulled her head out of the water.
She looked at him with terror and hastily hauled herself out of the tub. She is shivering with fear.
"Now get the hell out of my sight. You better be ready by the time I come out" he roughly pushed her out of the bathroom. She slipped and fell hard on the floor. On instinct, his hand moved to stop her from falling. But he cursed himself and banged the door closed with anger.
Valarie is biting her lips hard to stop herself from crying out with pain. She knows he wouldn't like it. So she is trying not to anger him more than he already is. She peeled herself out of the floor. She looked at her elbows and knees, which are bruised from the fall.
She limped out of the chamber to bring cleaning supplies to clean the water puddle which pooled because of her wet clothes. He would be angry if he comes out and finds it. Quickly she cleaned the mess before putting the supplies away.
The sound of the running water stopped, which made her eyes pool with tears.
'Be ready by the time I come out ' his demand made her feel nauseated and cheap. Slowly she began to peel her wet clothes off her body. Initially, she used to cry and wail and resisted this part of her humiliation so much. But he ripped her clothes off her body and forced her to walk out of his chamber to the servant quarters draped in a blanket.
He ripped her dignity and self-respect into shreds that day. She now knows not to make it worst than it already is. She is scared that he might take her innocence if she angers him more.
By the time he walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his hips, she is standing outside without a shred of clothes on her body. Her hands loosely hanging to her sides, even though the urge to cover herself is strong. Her gaze trained on the floor. He is the first man to see her like this.
Raphael's eyes darkened when he looked at her perfect body. She hides her face from everyone, but he always orders her to tie her hair into a tight bun at the nape of her head. He likes to look at her face when she is serving him. She is thin, but she has curves in the right places. Her body is like a wet dream to every man. Her features are soft and angelic. Her naturally pink lips and silky soft skin doesn't need any makeup or a cream to highlight her features. He noticed that her wounds are slowly fading. She is not healing as fast as she should.
He cannot feel her dragon and she never shifted into her beast form. He is under the impression that she is weak and belongs to the bottom of the hierarchy without a dragon. Her status is just more than a weak human. At times he thinks that she might be a human.
"Get to work" he snapped angrily. He feels like this is a test of his willpower. The goddess must be testing him on how much self-restraint he has. He is feeling like he should be called a saint.
She jumped a little with fright and began to apply some oils to his body. Her hands shook when she began to apply the scented oils near his manly parts. Her touch is enough to make him hard. His beast is demanding him to bend her over and take her. But he would never do that to any women against her will. He has to find another way to compel her into telling the truth.
She fed him his dinner, before giving him a massage. Her breasts grazed his shoulders every now and then when she leaned down to massage him, but she pulled back as if that simple touch burned her.
He laid down on the bed and waited for her to join him. She hesitated for a while before she laid down on the bed as far away from him as possible. But he yanked her closer, by holding her by her throat.
"This is how you keep your master warm, slave" he sneered.
Her whole body shuddered with fear, which he ignored.
"She is not dead yet. I paid you for nothing" a man in a black cloak growled at another man. Both the men are wearing black cloaks, and are having a heated discussion under the blanket of darkness in a remote place. "She is not just anyone. She is the queen of the Raven clan. If the Raven prince gains a hint of our betrayal, he will kill us with his bare hands. Haste will only ruin our plan" the other one snapped right back, not caring that the man with whom he is speaking holds power in the royal court.The first one is becoming restless."Fine, do whatever you want but kill her soon," he said impatiently."Alright, I will try to kill her soon" the second one promised.On the other hand, in Windsor high, Valarie is taking books from her locker for her next class, when someone came and stood beside her. Her body became tense. "Hey" a soft masculine voice greeted her.She relaxed and her heart skipped a beat. She recognizes his voice. He is the only person who is kind to her. "Hey"
After school, Valerie is waiting for Tyson. She wanted to make him understand that it is not safe for him to do what he is trying to do. She will make sure that he understands the fact that she will not come anywhere with him and she prefers to stay in the Raven palace. She is tensed. She has a bad feeling that he would find out about this and punish her. She is scared, but she doesn't want Tyson to get in trouble because of her.Tyson saw Valarie waiting for him near the parking lot. He was thinking that she might not show up. But to his relief, she came."Valerie, let's go," he said and began to lead her towards his car.Valerie looked at Tyson with panic. The parking lot is almost empty as everyone else left for the day."No, Prince Tyson, stop," she said and try to dig her feet into the ground. But he is not ready to listen to her anymore. He is done watching her suffer every day."No, this will end today. I cannot watch like a silent spectator while everyone is bullying you and i
'You know nothing about me 'Raphael kept thinking about what Valerie has said to Tyson Nester. Not only Tyson, no one knows anything about her. She is a mystery. She appeared out of thin air and he found her pulling a poisoned saber out of his mother's stomach. He can never forget that day, which changed everything for him. He was supposed to take the Raven crown. But after what happened to his mother, he refused to sit on that throne until she recovers. But as the days passed by and Valerie refused to tell about what happened that night, his anger and resentment towards her increased to the point where he began to hate her. Despite what his mind thinking against her, he became obsessed with her. What she does, whom she talks to, what she eats, what she wears, he took control of everything.'I deserve everything 'He rubbed his face feeling frustrated."What do you mean by that? Did you hurt my mother intentionally and regret it now? But what about when you refused my claims when i a
Valerie is feeling helpless. No one is allowing her inside. She tried every small establishment, and she begged for jobs. Forget about listening to what she was saying, they took one look at her and the opal pendant hanging around her neck and literally pushed her away from their premises. They all know that she belongs to the Raven Prince, so no one is interested to take her in. Taking her in is equal to insulting the prince, which no one would do. As the slave of the Raven prince, her place is inside the palace or death. She cannot go anywhere else with that pendant still hanging around her neck. As the darkness descends, she was left alone on the streets without food or water. No one in Windsor is even allowed to sleep on the streets. Slowly she moved out of Windsor and decided to rest in the nearby woods for the night. She cannot do anything but that. As she is so tired, she took a closer path. This patch of woods cuts across the urban and rural parts of the place. 'What is she
The next morning, Valerie woke up feeling fresh and with a beautiful smile on her face. The chirping of the birds, the soft breeze kissing her, the soft rays of the sun gifting her a new day. She looked around the forest feeling so relaxed and peaceful. She use to carry the weight of what happened that night in her heart. The guilt and the sadness refused to leave her, no matter wherever she is. But now, she is finally free of her guilt as the queen recovered and she is finally free from the heavy shackles of her past. Valerie doesn't have a penny to her name, nor does she have a plan of action to survive. She also knows that she might not get a job or a place to stay until she has that pendant around her neck. She touched that pendant with her fingers. An image of Raphael popped into her mind, which made her shudder with fear. She took a choppy breath. "I am glad that her highness queen Irina recovered Prince Raven. I am not angry about how you treated me. Because I can understand
"So you are not his slave anymore?" Tyson asked with shock. After looking at how beautiful she is, he couldn't believe that Raphael let her go easily. They are sitting in front of the small but that she built for herself. She is looking at the small fire in front of her. As the sun has gone down, the cold breeze began to blow, which made her shiver. Tyson easily lit a fire using his dragon breath. The dried twigs began to burn, slowly spreading warmth and chasing away the coldness. Valerie sighed heavily and shook her head. Oddly she is feeling an uncomfortable twitch in her heart knowing that she might never see Prince Raven again. Tyson on the other hand is happy. He is meddling with the bonfire in the middle. His back is facing her, so she missed the smile on his face. But Raphael didn't. "I am glad that you got rid of him" he muttered. Valarie smiled. "It's more like the other way around. He got rid of me" she whispered sadly. Her statement shocked both men. Tyson turned h
By the time Tyson came back with water, he did not find Valerie anywhere. But he did not search for her, because he could feel the raw power still pulsing in the air, which made the fine hair on his body raise. He understood where she has gone. "Why did he send her away and now why did he take her back? This Raven prince is a mystery. Princess Tasha is vying for his attention for as long as i began to notice girls. But he barely looks at her. So many other women who are beautiful and who come from rich and powerful backgrounds are ready to jump into his bed if he snaps his finger at them. But here he is, running after a nobody like Valerie. He is her tormentor and her protector. I wish that she is safe" he thought out loud. Tyson is jealous of Raphael, who has what he wants. In the Raven Palace, "What happened to her?" Raphael asked the healer who is checking Valerie. The royal healer is one among the very few people who know why Valerie is taken as a slave by the Raven prince.
In the Raven palace, Raphael pricked queen Irina's index finger with a needle which is dipped in Valerie's blood. Quietly Irina looked at her son. She doesn't know what he is doing, but she is sure whatever it is, he is doing something to help her recover. But she is a little surprised at his act. It is the dead of the night and there is no one in the room except for them. He sent the maids out of the room, claiming that he wanted to be alone with his mother for a while.Raphael on the other hand waited anxiously for something to happen. He looked at his mother's finger, eagerly waiting. But nothing happened. It remained as still as it was before.He became depressed. He met his mother's curious gaze."That needle is bathed in Valerie's blood. She said that her blood has some kind of magic. I thought of trying it " he confessed.He saw the shock in her eyes, which made him smile sadly."I know mother. I am not someone who would believe in all this. But I can not lose you too. I alread