Ecstasy

Pamela arrived red-faced before her mother, who was waiting for her in her room. Martha stared at her worriedly. She knew she stayed behind with the prince and knowing her own daughter's beauty, she could imagine the issue that made her linger in the kitchen with him.

"What did he want with you?" Martha asked as she sat her in the chair in front of the dressing table and began to brush her hair.

"He said he wants to marry me..."

"He knows he doesn't have to use that ruse to get you in his bed.... He must be wanting your cooperation when he goes to rape you, because he will use you. That was predictable since you started going in the kitchen and your eyes not abandoning your movements."

"It's not that. He said he's in love..."

"And you believed him? Nothing I told you about these people entered your head?" Martha asked thoughtfully. "There is still a way to save you from that fate.... I'm going to send you to live with a cousin, far away from here. He is three tim