Frost Sorrow...Letting out a soft groan, I stretched my hands over my head before I rolled to my side and hugged the pillow next to me.I took in a deep breath and inhaled only to be met by Prince Barlion's scent.Throwing my eyes open, I jerked up in bed and realized that I was sleeping in the Prince's chambers.As I was looking around his chambers, I remembered everything thay happened the Previous night. From getting to Prince Barlion's chambers to finding him in his study, from sharing such an intimate talk to almost taking my cloth off, from the loud bangs to the uncomfortable sleep by the desk and finally from learning the truth about Damon to getting tucked in bed by my husband.Letting out a sigh, I ran my fingers through my hair before I stood up.I glanced at the window to see that it was fully covered and not a single ray of light slipped in. I should probably go to my temporary chambers by now.With another sigh, I picked up my cloth from the small table by t
I tried to walk past him but Dorian Great stepped in my way. I stepped aside to move around him yet he stepped in my way again.My heart was pounding in my chest in the worse possible way."Don't leave yet." Dorian purred out as he took another step closer to me. "How about we... play a little.""Please Step away." I asked before I tried to walk past him again but there in was, stepping in my way again."Oooh begging already?" He laughed. "It's too soon but I like the sound of it."Realizing that I wasn't going to make it past him, I made the mistake of turning around to walk the other direction.I might not be able to get to the safety of my temporary chambers but the main dining hall, the art chambers and the kitchen was near me.I took a few steps but the burn on my scalp made me scream. I was pulled back, unable to truly register that Dorian Great had slid his wicked fingers through my hair and used it to drag me back."Don't walk away from me, you whore." He roared out and it was
Barlion Great....The previous day had been great. The news Uncle Jeremy had delivered to me had made my day.Old man Damon's corrupted ways were really good for me. Not good for the Kingdom but good for me.Cassian was already handled and now so is Damon.The man is a hot head and had tried to go for my throat when he came to talk to me, just like how uncle Jeremy and I had predicted.The man might be sixty, the same age as my father, but he too has not lost his touch in the art of making a threat.He had swore up and down that he would ruin my life. He had even raised his hands up to strike me. Of course, I wouldn't let him.With the simple reminder of who my father was and how he hated thieves and liers, the man was floored just like Cassian was.When he was calm enough to listen to me properly, I told him that I had damning evidence against him and that I would be glad to forget about all of it if he gives me his vote and support my claim for the crown.Damion had
I watched as uncle Dom sunk to his knees and pressed his hands flat against each other."Please, Barlion, Please." He begged.All it would take to get to Dorian was a single shove, but I hesitated. Squeezing the handle of Sir Hunder's sword, I tried to reason with myself. Dorian deserves to have his head chopped off for even thinking to touch my wife. Yet, here I am, hesitating to drop the sword on his throat and end his pathetic life.Father must have seen my hesitation because he marched in to the room and snatched the sword out of my hand."Hunder, take this scum in to one of the dungeons. He will await his fate there." King Viper roared before he he handed the knight his sword and walked out."What?" Victor outrageously yelled. "What do you mean await his fate? You should have his head on a like right now and get it over with.""Enough!" Father snapped at Victor. "Dorian will receive the same court time as any other man. His case will be presented first."Father stormed out of th
Frost Sorrow...The world felt still.My body was numb and my mind was foggy.At first, I embraced the fog, letting it stop me from going back in to consciousness. I tried to hold on to the bliss quite but the fog slowly started pealing off of my body, forcing it to jerk away.My eyes slowly opened on their own accord no matter how much I tried to keep them closed. I peeked around the room and realized that I was in my temporary chambers. I tried to push myself into a sitting position but the numbness quickly lifted off of my body, leaving me totally aching.I let out a soft gasp when a force weighed my body down, pressing me against the soft mattress of my bed."My Lady!" I heard Mirra's voice and I turned my head to the right to see her slowly approaching me."My Lady. are you awake?" She asked.I tired to answer her question with words but my throat was dry, preventing me from letting a squeal out.Mirra must have seen my discomfort because she immediatl
Barlion Great... Six days. It's been six days since I last saw my wife, since I let Dorian Great ride out of the main castle in the most luxurious carriage.It's been six days since she told me to get out of her temporary chambers. It's been six days since I betrayed her.I can't blame Frost for wanting me to leave her alone. I had let her down in the worse way possible, broken my promise to her and shattered the peace and bond I was building with her.Just seven days ago, I had Frost in my study, sitting comfortably on my lap and sharing part of her childhood with me.I had her in my arms yet, I just had to hurt her again, didn't I?I let out a sigh as I washed blood from my hands and made sure my nails were well clean too.Discarding the blood socked clothes, I stepped in to the tub amd sunk down in to the warm water.Being in this bathroom reminds me of my wife.It reminds me of the way she cared for me when I was badly wounded, the way she would carefully caress my
Frost sorrow....I laid down in bed with my back given to the door of my temporary chambers.It has been seven days since Dorian Great was let go and I still haven't managed to get over it. The pain the slashed at my heart and the betrayal I felt was still weighing me down, refusing to let me get up and walk out of my chambers.My eyes were planted on the small bookshelf that was slowly filling up with the books Prince Victor had been getting me.In the past seven days, Prince Victor showed up with his arms heavy with multiple books. I couldn't go answer the door myself, but Mirra told me that the Prince had wanted to give me the books himself.But I wasn't willing to let anyone but Mirra in just yet, so I refused to show my face at the door.Thay did not discouraged Prince Victor. Because each day, he came to my temporary chambers and handed Mirra multiple books, asking about me once in a while.I would hear his voice coming from outside of the chambers and I felt bad fo
Barlion Great....I tied the strings of the leather vest I was wearing. With in the next few minuets, I would be able to see my wife at last.The day had been quite sour. Nothing was out of normal. I was called for a council meeting earlier and father had went about his business with out actually adressing me."Has there been anymore reports about those night travelers?" Father had asked before he brought the glass he was holding to his lips. I watched as he took a sip from his wine and wondered what had inspired him to start drinking this early."No, there hasn't been any new news after the last time I went to visit, your grace." Uncle Hero answered. "The Inn owners had said that they had made a wrong report and that they haven't heard any one traveling at night. They said it was a mistake.""hmm..." Father stared at Uncle Hero before he turned his eyes to me and then looked at Cassian, who looked like he was bathing in his own sweat.Cassian avoided the king's