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Alexander’s Pov

“I shouldn’t of…” I say to myself. Four days ago I had beaten her once again – it seems that it is something impossible for me not to do. This time her attitude had been pathetic , so I could not stop myself – maybe I should of held myself back. As our wedding day is approaching , I am sure she would not want to be in pain while getting wed.

“Why would she not behave? It is so simple!” I frustratedly say to no one. I could feel the veins on my forehead beginning to pop until…I see her.

My eyes are glued to the princess – no other women can compare to her. I watch as she walks in the field , petting the horses that roam free. I notice that she lightly limps – which prevents her from running or playing with the horses. I feel something within – could it be guilt? I see her child side wanting to be set free , yet the bruises I had given her holds her bac