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

It's not like I had taken the robe without thinking, it's not like I just woke up one night and decided to become a priest. The reason I took this path wasn't this simple, it happened because there was nowhere else to go, after there was no path left for me anymore, after my soul get shattered and tired of all those deaths, all those revenge, all that power. I was tired of myself, tired of losing people, tired of false hope of happiness, tired of every fucking thing around me. 


Truth is, I wasn't even a religious person. I blasphemed without any care, I sinned without any remorse, I live without any heart. The person I was before, I'm not proud of that man, even thinking about those times, just ashamed me...more than ashamed, my memories scared me. 


Chapter 50: Nicholas