chapter 11: A dress to choose

Kael's heart was racing as he walked alongside Maria, his arm casually slung over her shoulders. They had just finished a sumptuous dinner, and the evening air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers.

As they strolled through the palace corridors, Kael's mind was a whirlwind of conflicting desires. A part of him yearned to take Maria in his arms, to feel her lips against his, and to lose himself in the depths of her eyes.

But another voice, a voice that sounded eerily like his father's, kept whispering cautionary tales in his ear. "She's a mystery, Kael. A puzzle you can't quite solve. Be wary of her charms, for they might just be the downfall of our kingdom."

Kael's grip on Maria's shoulder tightened, his fingers digging into the soft fabric of her gown. He felt like he was torn between two opposing forces, each one pulling him in a different direction.

As they reached his chambers, Kael's eyes locked onto Maria's, his gaze burning with a mixture of desire and uncertainty. For a moment, they just stood there, the air thick with tension.

Then, with a sudden burst of clarity, Kael remembered the dress he had ordered for the upcoming ball. It was a beautiful, flowing gown, one that he knew would complement Maria's curves perfectly.

"Maria, I need your help," Kael said, his voice low and husky. "I have a dress that I want you to help me choose. It's for... uh... a friend."

Maria's eyes sparkled with amusement, but she nodded graciously. "Of course, Your Highness. I'd be delighted to help."

Kael's heart skipped a beat as he led Maria into his chambers. The room was dimly lit, the only sound the soft crackling of the fireplace.

As Maria began to examine the dress, Kael excused himself, citing the need for a bath. He knew it was a weak excuse, but he couldn't bear the thought of being alone with Maria, not when his emotions were in such turmoil.

As he locked himself in the bathroom, Kael let out a deep sigh. He turned on the faucet, letting the warm water cascade over his skin as he tried to calm his racing thoughts.

Meanwhile, Maria waited patiently in the outer chamber, her eyes fixed on the dress as she tried to make sense of Kael's sudden behavior. She had seen the desire in his eyes, the way he looked at her like she was the only person in the world.

But she had also seen the fear, the uncertainty that seemed to grip him whenever they were alone together. It was as if he was torn between two opposing forces, each one pulling him in a different direction.

As the minutes ticked by, Maria found herself growing more and more restless. She paced back and forth across the room, her mind racing with questions.

What was Kael hiding from her? And why did he seem so afraid of his own desires?

As she waited for Kael to emerge from the bathroom, Maria couldn't shake off the feeling that she was missing something important.

As Kael emerged from the bathroom, he was a different person. Gone was the hesitant, uncertain prince who had struggled with his desires. In his place was the cold, ruthless Kael that Maria had first met.

His eyes scanned the room, and his gaze landed on Maria. She was still inside his chambers, but she was no longer dressed in the elegant gown she had worn to dinner. Instead, she was wearing a provocative lingerie set, one that left little to the imagination.

Kael's eyes darted over her, his expression unreadable. But his voice was icy cold. "Leave," he said, his tone brooking no argument.

Maria's eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't move. Instead, she took a step closer to Kael, her hand reaching out to touch his chest. "What's wrong, Kael?" she asked, her voice husky and seductive.

But Kael was unmoved. He caught her wrist, his grip like a vice. "I said leave," he repeated, his eyes glinting with a warning.

Maria's eyes flashed with anger, but she didn't back down. "You can't just dismiss me like that," she said, her voice rising. "I know you want me, Kael."

Kael's expression didn't change, but his voice dropped to a menacing growl. "You know nothing," he said, his eyes glinting with a cold light.

And with that, he turned to the door and bellowed for the guards. "Remove her," he said, his voice dripping with disdain.

The guards burst into the room, their faces expressionless. They seized Maria, dragging her away as she struggled and kicked.

As the door closed behind them, Kael's expression didn't change. He stood there, his chest heaving with suppressed emotion, his eyes glinting with a cold, hard light.

Kael's frustration was palpable as he paced back and forth in his chambers. He needed relief, and he needed it now. But after what had just transpired with Maria, he couldn't shake off the feeling of unease.

He summoned a maid, his voice curt and commanding. The maid arrived promptly, her eyes cast downward in deference.

"Strip," Kael ordered, his voice devoid of emotion.

The maid's eyes widened in fear, and she took a step back. Kael's gaze narrowed, his eyes glinting with annoyance.

"Don't make me repeat myself," he warned, his voice dripping with menace.

The maid's face paled, and she hesitated for a moment. Kael could see the fear written all over her face, and he knew exactly why. She had heard the rumors, the whispers about what had happened to the last maid who had been summoned to his chambers.

But the maid knew better than to disobey the prince. With trembling hands, she began to remove her clothes, her eyes fixed on the floor.

Kael's gaze roamed over her, his expression unyielding. He knew he was being cruel, but he couldn't help himself. He needed release, and he needed it now.

As the maid stood before him, naked and trembling, Kael's eyes seemed to bore into her very soul. She knew she was doomed, "stick to the bed and raise your legs up and in anything you do make sure your hands does not touch me"kael said to the maid his eyes burning with unending desires ,the maid obeyed and did as she was told while kael thrust into her with no mercy driving all his aggression into her while the maid beg for mercy ,after 3 hours of thrusting and pleading and bleeding the maid finally went unconscious while kael ordered for the guards to take the maid to her quarter.