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Princess Yeri.Suddenly, I stop and frustration settles on his brow. He doesn’t know what to ask me. I was the one who pulled him into this, I was the one who riled up the vigour in this length but now, I have stopped. I look down at him and his eyes that were half lidded are now opened.“Get up from me.” He says, a sternness that arises from anger creases his face.“Not yet. I won’t be forgiving you but I do ask something from you.” I say and he rises from the pillows to speak to him. I am still on top of him and his face is mere inches from mine.He smirks.“Tell me.”“I want to pick from my servants who were captured back in Elanor. I hear they are in the dungeons or a slave encampment. Bring them to the castle.” I say, not begging or asking for it.King Ozar lies back onto the bed and he sets his hands under his head.“And if not…” I say, when he doesn’t answer.“I don’t have any reason to continue being a woman of your court.”“Like you have any choice?” He says.“My captivity is
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Alpha king Ozar.Softly, I open my eyes and I can tell it is morning from the silver of dawn light that filters through the heavy tent, painting a golden stripe across my face. I stir, the remnants of a dream that had Yeri in it clings to him like cobwebs. A soft weight on my arm grounds me in the present and I glance down to find her buried and nestled against my chest.Her raven hair, usually meticulously styled, cascade down his bare torso in a tangle of silken strands. Her eyelids that were painted with kohl are shut, peacefully. Lashes, resting on the flushed skin of her cheeks.She is beautiful.The sheet drapes across the both of us and it pools at my waist. A flicker of curiosity, or perhaps something more, compels me to raise it with a slow, deliberate hand. I drop it instantly when I see the surprise under it. I am naked. And I spilled into her yesterday.Fuck. I mutter. The last thing I want is the enemy’s sister to bear my kids. Well, what am I regretting it for? I haven’t
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Princess Yeri.Ever since I returned back the harem house, I cannot stop thinking about what the king’s guard told me. I am waiting at the entrance house, hoping that news would get to me and it will explain what exactly is going on. Who are the bandits? Are they really from Elanor or are they other enemies that Orizon have? Why haven’t I heard anything. Who could I call? Do I go to the castle? I am a consort now. I can do that. I don’t need to wait for permission.“Still nothing?” Teresa says, coming down the stairs, carrying a cloak with her.“No.” I say, my eyes are almost drawing tears.“Yeri…” Teresa says, reaches out and wipes the tears off my face.“I am not going to allow you cry when we don’t even know what is going on.” She says.“Tell me, if those bandits are from my kingdom. What would be their punishment?” I ask.“Well, as I heard….they destroyed, injured, possibly killed and burnt houses in different outskirts of a few villages in Gethmorn. So, the king would either let
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Alpha King Ozar.I didn’t kill them but I did torture them. They will be left to die in the dungeons until they give me the answers I need about Magnus. I didn’t tell Yeri that because I don’t have a reason to. I don’t see a reason to give her attachment to these bandits. I would have never said anything to her if she didn’t come in here, asking questions that I do not owe her.Those men deserve death and it will come sooner. So, I might as well tell her that they are dead. The advisors have taken their leave and she is still on the floor, sobbing. “Get her out of here.” I whisper to the guards and she grabs a hold of my ankle, her fingers digg into the leather of my boots."Why?" she rasps, her voice is hoarse but laced with a steely resolve. "Why didn’t you grant them mercy? Why did you have to slaughter them?”I tower over her like a storm cloud and I am momentarily taken aback by her. Surprise flickers across my face, but it is quickly replaced by a hardened mask. I yank my foot
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Three days later.Alpha King Ozar.“Are you doing this intentionally!” The dowager asks.“Doing what?” I ask, letting go of the fork. I never had the appetite to eat anyway especially in her presence.“Pushing her away.” The dowager says and I know exactly who is talking about.“I will handle my affairs. I say shortly.“And I hope it will bring a child in the most possible future. The dowager states.“Why are you eager to expect a pup from a woman who is Magnus' sister?” I ask.“Are you mad? You made her your royal consort!” The dowager raises her voice and the rest of my brothers at the table let go of their cutleries. “Dowager, I am sure it’s just a misunderstanding. Ozar will take care of it.” Camille says, trying to distort the storm that is brewing me and the old woman. The door of the dining hall opens and Agnes walks in. The dowager sent her to bring Yeri from the harem house inorder to join our morning breakfast but Agnes came empty handed. “Where is she?” The dowager asks
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Princess Yeri.I don’t have a reason to move an inch. I thought about it. Should I just go out and get a plate of food? I need strength if I am to continue thinking about everything that has happened. However, the moment I tried to open the door, it became useless…I lost reason. So, I stayed back in the bedroom.The sun slants through the high arched windows, casting a thin rectangle of light onto the bed. It illuminates a sliver of my cheekbone, stark against the pallor of her skin. I squint my eyes. I must have forgot to close it earlier when the sky was blue and cold. I lay perfectly still. My once vibrant eyes sink and dull beneath closed lids. My hair, usually a cascade of glossy curls, lay tangled and dull around my face.The sheets beneath me are rumpled and damp with sweat, clinging uncomfortably to her thin frame. The air in the small chamber hung heavy, thick with the scent of despair and neglect. Three days. It had been three days since I last left this room, since the wo
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Alpha King Ozar.I did not expect what I would see when I broke down the door of her chambers. It was just three days ago that I last saw her. Yet, the effect of her sorrow was strange as if it had been years since we saw each other. The tangled mess of her hair, the pallor of her skin, the dark circles beneath her sorrowful eyes – it is an image of despair that rippled my heart. As the servants match out of the room. I begin to work. My expression is a complex mix of concern and urgency. I cannot let Yeri retreat back into the self-imposed darkness. Yet, every fiber of me is being recoiled from the thought of manhandling her. I need to be firm, but careful.With a strength born of desperation, I guide her, not push. My arm encircles her waist, more to support than restrain. I can feel the fragility of Yeri’s frame, and the tremors that wracks her body. Each step towards the bed is a struggle. Her voice is weak but laced with defiance."Let me go!" she squeals, her words slur sligh
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Princess Yeri.It has been two days since I heard what Agnes said. She said the king didn’t behead the bandits and then, she looked at him, apologizing for saying it as if the king warned her not to. Why would he lie to me? Why would he say that he killed him when he didn’t? I don’t understand what is going on and why the king is doing this to me.It's been two days and I still do not understand what is going on. I thought about it, should I go to the castle and find out? But how exactly am I supposed to find out? The last time I saw the king I basically tried to kill him in broad daylight. I saw when shards of the cutleries removed blood from his forehead and yet, I did not stop. I was struck by my anger, it got to a depth where I did not want to care about how he made me feel in the recent days. All I wanted was for him to pay.My biggest question is why, why did you lie? Teresa walks into the room and she sighs, seeing that I am still thinking about it. No one can blame me, the od
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