33. REBELS PART I

My body pushed up.

I was exhausted, but in my chest was something that was too much for me.

In my chest was a feeling I had never felt before.

There I was, sleeping, eating, clothed, learning and training. It was all because of him. I was a wild animal myself, but I recognized what he did for me. I recognized how to took care of me in all the troubles he was in. I recognized how kind he was to me to the point where my guard was slowly lowering, not that it was a good thing.

He made me feel safe, and I was grateful beyond measure.

My feet pat the floor to walk around his desk. His head was bent, writing something down and it was all numbers, just giving me a head ache staring at it. My hands ran on the edge of the chair before gently pulling it back, but man was he heavy.

My hands lay on his shoulders, his head picking up.

“ Not now please.” The king shot out, me biting my lip as my anger peaked at being told off, but I swallowed it back, calming myself down.

I turned the chair around