The other side of the second prince

After Edward left her in the room, beaten to the point any small movement on the bed opened the torn flesh on her thighs, Ave moaned in agony. She had held in her cries when he was beating her because she had seen in his eyes that he wanted to take satisfaction in her pain and cries. He wanted her to submit to him, but she wasn't the kind to submit to any man but the man she loved, and even he had never made her submit or do anything she didn't want.

Lucian was different from all the men of his time. They were animals. He was caring, loving, and had never raised his hands at her or treated her harshly. She'd read a few books in this time to know that husbands have the right to beat their wives into submission if they misbehave or talk back to them, but not once had he ever done that to her, even when she first came here and knew nothing about their rules and acted the way she pleased.