Thea
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Until now, I didn’t realize that I was holding my breath. All thoughts were put aside for a mont when he picked up in his arms. I felt a suffocating evil aura around the king, but his tight embrace around my waist and the hot breath that touched my neck made feel another tremor in my body. Different from fear.
He carefully lowered onto his bed. And here I am again, for the second ti. One would think that for people who are not in a relationship, I have co here too often. But the next mont, Raphael began to resent the fact that I was in trouble again. There was sothing so caring about it, or so it seed to .
The pain made itself felt again, and I clenched my teeth to stifle a groan.
That morning, I and two other maids were preparing for the arrival of an important guest. Mrs. Rose gave the clearest instructions to bring the patio in perfect condition, worthy of an honored guest. And everything was almost ready, it only remained to arrange the flowers.
I moved away from the girls to another corner of the yard, when all the breath seed to be knocked out of and I felt like I was knocked to the ground and my flesh was cut with knives. I tried to dodge and at the mont when I managed to change my position, a huge furry paw ran its claws over my face, cutting the skin on my cheek.
I scread with all my might, called for help, but no one responded. And the huge gray beast continued its attacks, clinging to my hands with its teeth while I pushed its mouth away from my face.
When I wanted to commit suicide, I didn’t feel the sa fear that I felt now when I was torn apart by those powerful jaws. I do not know how long it took until help ca, but by that ti I had practically no strength left to resist.
Now that this hell is over, I sighed heavily and indulged in emotional overload – I cried so hard. The whole body ached, I assu that now there are a good dozen bruises, in addition to open wounds.
Raphael subdued his growing anger, and sat down next to . His eyes are level with mine. Beautiful scarlet eyes frad by thick eyelashes and eyebrows that were brought together to form a forehead crease. If the situation were different, I would be happy to admire his beautiful face.
A doctor ca and sewed up the lacerations. Thanks to Raphael, he used magic to anesthetize the necessary areas of the skin, otherwise I would have definitely lost consciousness, in addition to unnecessarily spilled blood.
Now I felt more or less better, but the thought of scars was like a bolt from the blue. And it would be fine with the hands, but the face... What should I do with a disfigured face? I swallowed hard, resigned to the idea of being a lonely virgin.
But Raphael surprised again by handing a strange dicine that would supposedly help heal without the scars that disfigure . A dubious statent, and the dicine looks too much like blood.
Jokes were jokes, but his gaze was adamant,I’ll have to drink it anyway.
And I showed all the humility available to and did not argue, drinking this strange substance. The taste was just a little salty and the sll of blood, the real thing.
- Good girl. - his voice was so deep and embarrassing.
The color imdiately flooded my cheeks and it was good that they were in wounds, otherwise he would have noticed it for sure.
- I think I should reconsider your stay here. - I looked up at him, startled. Does he want to get rid of ? No, definitely not, otherwise why would he treat .
- I’m really sorry. – I tried to apologize for the inconvenience caused again.
In response, only a short laugh. He ca closer, almost close to and stared at from the height of his height, intently examining . I boldly t his gaze. His fingers gently touched his cheek, which was free of wounds, and I noticed that I forgot how to breathe from this slight movent.
What’s happening to ? Why do I react to him like this? I reach out to him like a moth to a fla, even though all my fibers are screaming to stay away from him. But when would I listen to my inner voice.
His hand descended lower, clasping the back of my head, slightly squeezing the hair on the back of my neck and then just as smoothly lowered, touching my neck. The skin burned with fire, his touch caused pleasant tingling and warm sensations in the lower abdon. As if srized, I looked into his fiery eyes and breathed faintly every other ti, trying to control my heart, which was trying to jump out of my chest.
- You never cease to amaze , Princess. What am I going to do with you? - He seed to be waiting for so kind of answer from , but all the words stuck in my throat and refused to leave him.
Raphael understood my throwing and retreated, creating a sufficient distance between us.
- Our trip to Riliya will have to be postponed until you recover. - he abruptly changed the subject.
- But it’s so important to you, I’m sure I can handle so discomfort. We can leave soon. – it was inconvenient to delay the agreent, although the reason was good.
- This is already a settled issue. – the "boss" calls the shots, I did not argue. – Temporarily stay in my bedroom. There are suspicions... ah, it doesn’t matter... It’s better if you stay under supervision for now.
- But I can’t, it will give rise to rumors. – what was he even thinking about when he said that.
- No, you can. And you will do as I order you. – there was a categorical answer, with a glimr of irritation.
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After Raphael left, I didn’t know what to do with myself at all. Tana, the maid who took care of on my first day here, brought food and left imdiately. I tried to stop her to keep company, but she said a weighty "not allowed" and left with a bow.
I noticed that she treats with excessive respect, as if she does not know that we are here on equal terms with her.
And yet it’s terribly boring. Absolutely wasted ti doing nothing. If this was my room in Riliya, I would be able to go out on the balcony, get so fresh air. But this cannot be done here, especially to go out on the balcony of the royal bedroom, the eyed servants will imdiately notice.
More than once I caught myself thinking that I was being too complaisant, before I would definitely have done sothing reprehensible and reckless. Going beyond the limits established by order and etiquette was my favorite activity.
And what about now? I’ve completely lost my individuality, I’m sitting here like a gray mouse, not sticking my head out, afraid to know the wrath of the king.
In general, what am I waiting for? That we’ll find this mysterious thing of his and he’ll let go? And if he doesn’t let go? I vividly imagined this outco and rebelled internally.
He needs , not I need him, so then let everything be on my terms. There’s still too little chance that he’ll let go. There’s nothing to lose.
And I, satisfied with my decision, left the royal chambers and went to my room. Even if circumstances force to be in another place, I could at least take so things. For example, a book to pass the ti or an embroidery started.
The sight that appeared before when I found myself in my room made freeze in place. In the place where the ceiling should be, the bright sun shone and small birds of paradise fluttered. I was so stunned and fascinated by this performance that I continued to stand in the doorway. What kind of magic is this? I rember for sure that when I left there was nothing like this here.
Could soone have co in here without my knowledge, because I locked the door with a key. This place never ceases to amaze . I have to find Mrs. Rose, it’s not good at all that soone can visit others without permission and in their absence.
But the sky under the ceiling was undeniably wonderful and admirable. I admired it a little more, imprinting this beauty in my mory, and went in search of the housekeeper, limping slightly from pain. At the sa ti, I ntally prepared myself for bullying.
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