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

As I stood in front of the door, my heartbeat was erratic, and every inch of my skin screamed of sweat but, still, I stood tall, somehow someway, my shoulder straightened and chin tilted up, as I opened the door and entered the room filled of men, men who came here to probably laugh at me, to probably see a weak scared woman, to probably judge me and my appearance. And honestly, I want to run away right now, I don't want to be a fucking queen, I just want to run at Father Nicholas' big arms and hide there forever. 


Sighing, I focused in front of me, the little old office settled with empty chairs and snacks, my eyes wandered over the tall bulky men; roughly twelve or thirteen. I'd written thirty letters, and only half of them actually came, the other half just ignored me as if I am some common woman. They will regret it, I will make sure of that. 


Chapter 32: Xenia