Francesca_Anthony

Elizabeth, a young and beautiful princess, thought she had finally found her prince charming in Nicholas when they first met at the ball. However, she soon learned that he was indeed the devil.

In one fateful night, her life came crashing down when her kingdom was destroyed, her parents were killed by the king of Eratreal, and she was taken as a slave to Eratreal.

What happens when she finds out that her beloved Nicholas was the prince of Eratreal, and she is now his slave? He had one goal: to make her life a living hell.

The Royal slave

Quickly, Elizabeth drew the sheet and covered her naked body, embarrassment sweeping across her face as she averted her gaze from King Murdoch.

"What is the meaning of this, Nicholas?" Murdoch glared at his son, who was already out of bed, putting on his pants. "Follow me." He turned away, with Nicholas following closely behind, until they came to a stop in the outer chamber.

Nicholas wrangled his hands frantically in the air, sighing at the glare his father was sending his way. "Okay, Father, I can explain. It's not..."

"So it's true what Arabella said?"

"You spoke to her," Nicholas was surprised at Arabella's audacity and wondered about her motives. "Pay no heed to her, Father. She's scorned about the marriage cancellation."

Murdoch shook his head, disappointment evident in his eyes. "She said you fancy that... princess, and I think she's right. What did I walk into, Nicholas?"

Chapter Twenty Three: Upcoming Ball.