"Hi Mrs Riley." She let her gaze slowly come away from the radio as she looked at me. Her gaze fell upon my normal clothes and she quickly burst into tears again. My dad was quick to hug her though. "Shh, it's alright, I'm sure Dylan is ok." Her head rested in my dads shoulder as she cried, it must
Dylan POV. "Hey kiddo, you need to eat. You can't do anything if you haven't got the strength." Carlos had been worried about me all week. He stated that I’m getting worse treatment than even him. The dungeon is cold and dark, the potent smell of mold lingered in the air and my body had become extr
The Cell door next to mine then suddenly shut and literally a second later mine opened showing the king in his regal uniform. Two guards stood next to him causing me to frown in confusion. Normally he came alone and he never looked so formal when he did. "Bring her." Was the only thing he said befo
"Should we take her back to her cell your grace?" The king just looked at me while I kept clenching and unclenching my fist, as I got used to the idea of not having a cast on. "No, tonight she will sleep by my side!" My eyes widened, I've never slept with the king in his bedroom before. Oh sure he'
Dylan POV My breathing was erratic and my head was becoming fuzzy from the lack of oxygen I was getting. I don't know how long had passed but I felt the girls hand that was on my back leave. I remained on the floor, I didn't turn around to see why she had left my quivering form. I didn't dare. "Yo
Dylan POV I hadn't noticed how long I had been bathing for, until a small knock sounded on one of the many locked entrances of the bathroom. "Your Grace, it is time to prepare you for the king tonight. You have been in there for over an hour." I ignored my handmaiden and continued to bathe, trying
"You look positively radiant, mate. I believe we will have to get you more clothes in this color, it suits you well." I cringed as his eyes raked up and down my barely covered body, growing black with lust the more he took me in.Red was my favorite color, it always had been, so to hear him state th
Dylan POVHe grabbed my ankle after his little speech, and quickly pulled me towards him, he attached one cuff to my left wrist then tried to get me to stop wriggling. "Stop fighting me!" He was trying with all his might to grab my right wrist, but I was too unpredictable, I moved it every way imagi