novelxo Chapter CHAPTER 44
Chapter 44
“Should we take her back to her cell your grace?” The king just looked at me while I kept clenching and unclenching my fist, as 1 got used to the idea of not having a cast on.
“No, tonight she will sleep by my side!” My eyes widened, I’ve never slept with the king in his bedroom before. Oh sure he’s raped me loads of times but never in his room. The last time I saw it was before I tried to kill myself, and I can’t say I took any notice of his decor.
“What?!” I didn’t want to be left with the king, I didn’t want to be anywhere near him to be honest. “No, I don’t want to…” All the king had to do was look at me and I shut up, I may have had a scowl on my face but I
was silent.
“Get her maids to help her wash…” King Josh then turned to me. I’ll be up in a little while. My queen.” The king walked up to my sat form and placed a single kiss on my dirty head before walking out. I just sat there trying to wrap my head around what happened. It wasn’t long before I was grabbed again by two of the guards
and was hauled out of the chair.
“I can walk!” I stated as I wiggled my arms out of the grasp of the guards, and began to walk in front of them, only to realize that I didn’t know where I was going. So instead I slowly let them walk in front of me and followed them to the Royal floor.
The second I set foot in the corridor I noticed my handmaidens were already there, outside my bedroom, waiting for me to arrive. They curtsied to me and opened my bedroom door to let me in. I didn’t even acknowledge the guards as I walked into my room.
The room hadn’t changed, everything was the same except for the bedding which was now a cream color. It caused me to feel rather claustrophobic in all honesty. The room was five times bigger than the cell I had been in for a month and yet, the feeling of dread I got from that room crashed through me like a wave. I was more comfortable in the dungeon with Carlos.
“Your Grace, we have drawn a bath for you, we hope it’s to your liking. One of my handmaids gestured to the bathroom door, while I just tried to get my breath even as I felt panic begin to rise in me.
“Your grace?” The other handmaiden caught on before I got the chance to even say anything. “Are you alright?” My breathing was quickening, and I was finding it harder and harder to stay on my feet. Before I knew it I was falling to my knees, panicking at what the king might do to me tonight.
“Your grace?!” Within a second one of my handmaids were rubbing my back while the other ran off. I don’t know where she went though.
“He’s gonna kill me!” I whispered as the thought of everything the king did to me began to weigh me down.
“Shh, if anyone even tries to harm you the king will see to it. That response only made me feel worse, I knew what was going on, I just didn’t want to admit it to myself. I was having a panic attack.