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

Sighing, I looked at that letter, and then to the flickering lustre beside me, perhaps, I should read it once more before burning it. This time, I will not sympathize and surely burn it. 


The rustling sound of paper brushing together echoed in my empty room as I slowly opened the letter, making sure that the dry petals of pink french rose didn't drift away from the cold whiff. My eyes wandered over the beautifully carved words over the yellowish-white paper, as I slowly touched the blue dry ink, at least his handwriting is decent. 


I tried to stop my lips from slightly tugging up, but couldn't help as a smile came to my face when I read the first word, " Mine own heartily beloved betroth Xenia, I confess me unto ye, with all the inwardness of my heart. 


And now before you tear this letter apart, the only thing which could carry my love to you, I beseech to read it, just for once. 


After that, you could burn it to the ashes with my heart inside it, 


Chapter 30: Xenia