She met him as a child, he raised her like his daughter...until she fall in love with him. She was the princess of a kingdom, betrothed to another strong king. He was a young priest, swore to only love god and never touch or even think about any woman. 
 Will he be able to resist that love and temptation, and stop himself from doing the greatest sin? Did she ever get the love she wanted? Or will she be trapped in a loveless marriage? 
And will society ever let them two together or the pure love will be treated as a sin?
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I chuckled hearing his answer, he was talking like a possessed man, without any emotion. I already knew I was going to get rejected by him, but still, I tried...
He is a priest after all and had years of experience in resisting seduction. What was I even thinking when I decided to tell him my feelings? 
“ Sure Father, I won't get late”, I replied and turned around as I get the worst idea of my life. I can't be more shameless, can I? It's all worth it though...for him, I have no shame. 
My heart was pounding, and my whole body was shivering because of fear. Was I really going to do this? Hell, yes. 
The soft silk gown fell from my body when I removed it. My long golden-brown hair was hiding my back but still, it was outrageous to stand naked in front of another man, and it was even more sinful if that man is your father!
I saw his lascivious gaze when I turned around after sitting in the bathtub. The rose petals were hiding my body, but my bare shoulder was still visible. 
It wasn't even allowed for me to reveal my full face to anyone, but here I am, naked in front of a priest.


Worship and Desire

I will kill king Aldrich, there is no way, I will let that fucking insane man live. I wiggled when those old fingers touched my clit...He will die with my bare hands, or I will shove my dagger at his fucking mouth. No, I wasn't just saying that, when it comes to that cruel king, I could literally feel that I'm capable of killing a human...He will die, there was no doubt about it. 


" Your grace is still a pure and untouched maiden." 


I sit up after that old hag midwife was done checking my hymen with her two fingers shoved inside my cunt. It's been considered treachery to even question a queen's virtue and here I was, with my leg wide open in front of some low-life french midwives, giving them proof of my purity, every three months, in the order of that fucking motherf*cker king Aldrich. Calm down, Xenia, I ordered myself, taking a deep breath. 


Chapter 25: Xenia