ash_knight17

[Mature content 18+. No rape]

"Your bed is cold," spoke a voice in the room that had her eyes go wide in fear. Nervously, she turned around, gulping softly to see a shadow on her bed as if someone laid down there. The man who had been lying down sat up emerging out from the shadows where he had been waiting for her.

"What are you doing here?" she asked when his feet touched the ground and he pushed himself up to start walking towards her. His handsome features looked darker than usual because of the lack of light in the room.

"I came to meet you," he tilted his head, "Where did you go?"

"I went out for a walk," came the quick reply that had him smile, a smile that scared her the most.

She took a step back when he came close to her. It didn't stop him from cornering her, and her back hit the wall behind her. He raised his hand towards her face, and she closed her eyes, scared. She shuddered when his fingers trail down from her temple and her jaw and neck. Her blonde hair was left open.

"In the middle of the night?" she didn't answer him knowing he could decipher her lies through her words. He stepped closer that had her turn her face away from him and his words vibrated on the skin of her neck,

"Did you go to meet him, my sweet girl?"

The Crown's Obsession

"Simple questions like those should have known answers, milady," replied Theodore. "But please do let me know if there's anything important if you would like me to answer to."

Lucy sent him a glare from where she was sitting on her horse. The audacity of this man to be replying to her as if it was nothing.

"I have lost interest in asking the questions now," said Lucy. "I don't think any of us have spotted any stag around here. We should probably go back where the others are. I should have gone with Samuel."

Theodore watched Lucy while she and Sophie Wilmot were trotting in front of him in the forest. His eyes had left hers only when she was looking at him. His ears had tuned themselves to her heart beat while listening to every word that came out of her lips.

Trotting- Part 3