Roseline could feel herself lying on a soft bed, her back feeling so strange on it because it wasn't the bed she was used to. She felt a little weak as she felt herself in a strange place; a strange environment. Suddenly, the previous events came flashing into her head - the war sounds, the arrows, her running footsteps, her screams, and....Hah!The King!!She snapped her eyes open immediately. The King!She could remember. He had showed up, right before those people succeeded in killing her. What the hell happened?"You're awake" she heard a feminine voice and that was when she noticed a woman on her right hand side, standing in front of a table. Roseline sat up immediately, taking a look around. None of these was looking familiar to her; the room, the atmosphere, the air.Of course! She wa

Princess Martha was sincerely confused. Who could the traitor be? Who could've possibly eavesdropped at their conversation and tried to use it against them?Geez! The palace was filled with lots of people and there was no way she could take a good guess. She racked her head over for it for a long time and not having a positive response, she decided to do something else.The healer. She should probably be awake by now.And with that, she left to check up on her. **Roseline was seated feebly on the bed, her entire body feeling so weak. It was almost getting dark and she thought of what would come. Was she really going to spend the night in this strange place? What happened to nanny Hapitha? And what about her father? What would he do when he hears of her abduction?Oh, goodness! How did this all these happen? She couldn't even understand a thing. What did the King mean by they had become bounded? How the hell

"10...9...8..."Roseline watched him fearfully as began the countdown, his voice coming out so thick and scary.This man....she could see it in his eyes - he was ready to hurt her; do terrible things to her. She could sense it.She tried doing what he wanted - taking off her clothes herself, but no matter how hard she tried, she really couldn't do it. Her hands were just too heavy to be lifted up to her dress.She wavered when he finally got to the last number and she bent her head to the floor to await the dreaded moment - whatever it was he was going to do her."Bad choice" Lincoln whispered and yanked her hair immediately."Ah! Let me go!" Roseline yelped as he dragged her to the bed, his hands fisting her hair tight.He was so powerful, she couldn't go free from him. And getting to to the bed, he pushed her roughly on it. "No... Please" she cried out, but Lincoln wasn't himself at the moment moment.His erection had become

Mistress Valerie stood in front of her window, just staring out and watching as numerous people moved about. Some were women - carrying loads around, and the others were men - pushing carriages, children - assisting the elder ones. It was a peaceful morning - but not entirely for her. "Susan" she called and her personal maid came running to her. She had been arranging her jeweleries, but she abandoned them and ran to meet her Mistress."Yes, Mistress" she bowed."There are rumors of a new lady in the palace" she began levelly. "Who is she?" "Oh. I don't really know,Mistress. Nobody knows this lady's identity for now. And I'm sure she's not a palace maid because she's being given preferential treatments. And... I heard one more thing" the maid replied and paused, letting the suspense rush through her Mistress.Yeah, Valerie had it and turned slightly to look at her "What is it?" She asked. "Um..

Lincoln's brows arched at the mention of the name - Roseline's father. That was Richard.His hands tightened into fists beside him. "Didn't you send him away?" He gritted.  "We've tried to, my King. But he's adamant and insists on seeing you" the guard replied and Lincoln's eyes dimmed.The nerves of him, huh? He's really got some guts to risk coming to his palace after everything.He took in a deep breath and looked at Roseline. She was still standing with his sister and staring at him. "Take me to him, then" he said to the guard and they both left the field together. Roseline stood beside Martha, her gaze on the King as he walked away. "Do you think soemthing is wrong?" She asked, referring to how the guard had whispered to the King's esrs and they left afterwards."I...I don't know, dear. Come on, there are so many other places to see" Martha replied and took Roseline away.**Lincoln fo