Honor is Key

His words anger me. Knowing my parents past, my uncle and aunt's love was a privilege, yet he treated it like some sleazy right of his.

Was everything in my life a dismissal for him? It will not be! Using my parents relationship against me was beyond fair, and those words of his made me wish I had finished the job at the ball.

"Everything all right here, your majesty?" A guard ask me and I immediately recognize him as Rogers. Rogers has protected my uncle since I was a child, even me on some occasions.

"Rogers?" I call his name as he bows to me.

"At your service, my queen" he says as I nod and he stands again.

"Marital problems, it seems to be the only regular in my life" I admit as he sighs at the truth.

"Are you being guarded?" He ask me as my stomach slowly starts to turn for a unknown reason

"No, I left the guards at the festival. I just needed a change of scenery, perhaps some fresh air" I answer as Rogers slowly moves closer to me.

"Well, that's a shame" he says in a whispers as I sense something different in his presence.

"What is on your clothes, Rogers?" I ask him, he continues to come closer to me until I'm cornered. Stuck with my back against a shed with Rogers sadistic eyes looking into mine. "WHAT IS ON YOUR CLOTHES, ROGERS?!?!" I scream as I can finally see in the moonlight, it's blood. His shirt is soiled in blood. "Rogers, I command you to leave" I order him as he takes my hands in his, holding them above me. "UNHAND ME!" I order him again

"Your not making commands now! Your taking them" something in his tone sounded so different as he pressed his lips to my neck as he repulses me I squirm. "You're no queen now!" He says as I feel a sting across my cheek. "Just a whore" what he thinks of me emerges as I look at him with disgust in my eyes.

And he brings his face from my neck back to mine, "And you are a disgusting man!" I remind him as he forcefully presses his lips against mine. Trying his luck with his tongue down my throat as I bite down on the inside of his lip.

"You little bitch" he call me as I spit on him, pushing him off of me as I start to run but I trip as something grabs my lag. "Your mine now!" He pants to me like a hard earned trophy as he climbs back on me as he slowly lifts up my dress and my eyes wander as I see a rock near me. The thought crosses my head, do I? Am I willing to fight? But I see the same thing, the blood, the face as I look back to the man on top of me as I grasp the rock in my palm.

Feeling his hands grasping my thighs as I continue to thrash as he starts to undo his pants and I sigh. Praying beneath my breath.

The breeze of the wind on my face as Rogers hits the ground and my body feels like a twig.

"It's okay" I hear as I scurry away from Rogers, "It's only me" the voice says as I take a deep breath and look up to see me spouse before me.

"It's Rogers" I tell him as I wearily stand up, dusting the dirt of my gown as I look to him. "Call the guards, they will be needed" I tell him as he nods and starts to yell as I look around me and pull my dress up and try to cover up the rips.

"Arrest him!" I order with the sight of the guards as they barely look at me but I suddenly remember.

"What happened to you?" Gabriel ask me as his hand grasps my face.

"He attacked me" I answer him as his touch disgust me as I shiver and back away from him. Turning around, "I need you to get me out of here, now!" I demand as he nods to me, leading me back to the castle.

"The festival was immaculate I assum-" I hear Gaverns start as Gabriel leads me through the castle door.

"Please start the waters for my bath" I order the maid as she nods to my request and hurries off.

"What happened?" Gaverns ask and I continue walking with Gabriel's cloak on my shoulders.

"She was attacked" he answers for me as I look at him with a hating glare.

"Attacked, by who?" Gaverns ask me as I shrug.

"As if it matters, the only thing that matter is getting me a hot bath before I freeze to death" I tell him as I walk past him and to my room. Opening my bedroom door and into my bathroom as I undress. Taking off my gown, my undergarments, shoes and my hair down as the women continue getting the bath together as I enter it as another maid pours a bucket full of water into the bath as I let out a slight moan.

"Your highness?" I hear as I open my eyes to a chambermaid, "What would you like me to do with your gown? Wash it?" She ask me as I look at the dress with anguish.

"Burn it" I tell her as she nods and throws my gown into the fireplace as I start to scrub my skin. Wanting to get off ever last thing that stained my skin, the endless blood that taunted my years and his careless hands. "More soap" I order as the maid hands me another bar of soap and I continue to scrub my skin until a thick foam coats my skin.