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

The meat roasted in a red delicious hue over the stove as I sniffed the jar, and my mouth drooled. Fuck, it smells tasty, Sovereign will love it. 


And the dog sniffed the food...I am talking about Lord Arthur. Fucking bastard, why couldn't he cook his own meal, or eat the food maids made! Since the day we were travelling together, this lazy lord was eating our food, the food I made for my sovereign. 


Like the shameless person he is, he crouched in front of my tent, resting his back on the tree behind. I could feel his gaze on me, but I hadn't bothered to look at his greedy green eyes. 


" I asked something, Lord Chancellor.", he said, mocking me by pressing the word chancellor. 


Chapter 47: Hendrix