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The maids entered the room with an endless array of flowers. Abril wondered what this was all about. The room was filled with flowers of all types and colors, though there were no roses. As she watched, Abril asked, “What is all this?”
“His Majesty ordered us to bring these flowers for the princess,” one of the maids replied.
“I don’t want them, take them away.”
“We can’t do that, princess. His Majesty would be angry with us if we disobey his orders.”
“I don’t want them.”
“Please, princess, accept the flowers. They are not to blame for anything.”
The maids pleaded with the princess for several hours until, in the end, she accepted the flowers. After the maids left, Abril stared at the flowers, a sweet aroma filling the room. It was a beautiful gesture from the king, but she couldn’t forgive him for lying to her. She knew she was being stubborn, but she hated being lied to and, above all, she hated the pain.
Someone knocked on the door. Shortly after, Alessandro peeked into the room and asked, “May I come in?”
“No.”
Alessandro entered the room, ignoring Abril’s wishes. He sat on the edge of the bed and tried to take her hand, but she didn’t allow it.
“I know you are upset, but I am apologizing.”
Abril turned her face away, she didn’t want to listen to the king. She covered her ears with her hands and said, “I don’t want to hear from Your Majesty.”
Alessandro took Abril’s hands and forced her to look at him. “What do you want me to do to earn your forgiveness?”
“Nothing, I no longer believe in Your Majesty’s words.”
“I know I lied to you, and I apologize for that. I couldn’t control myself, and I hurt you.”
“It hurt a lot, it still hurts.”
Alessandro stole a kiss from Abril and said, “I’m sorry.”
Abril tried to push him away, but she couldn’t. He continued kissing her, repeating over and
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When Abril stopped struggling, Alessandro said, “I’m sorry, it won’t happen again. I’ll be gentler next time.”
“There won’t be a next time, I don’t want to feel pain again.”
Alessandro caressed her face, her hair, gave her a soft kiss on the cheeks, on the lips, and said, “Forgive me, I’ll do whatever you ask, but forgive me, let me redeem myself.”
“I no longer believe in Your Majesty’s words, they are lies. I hate being lied to. I can endure being ignored or mistreated, but I hate being lied to, and even more, I hate the pain.”
“Now that I know, it won’t happen again.”
“Really? Do you promise?”
“I can’t promise there won’t be pain in the future since you are still inexperienced, but once you get used to it, there won’t be pain.”
“This time it’s not a lie?”
“Of course.”
“It’s not a lie.”
Alessandro continued to cover her face with small kisses until she agreed to forgive him, though she still refused a second time. Alessandro knew there were times when it was better to yield, so he didn’t insist further. He would wait for her to calm down, lower her guard, and forget what had happened the previous night.
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Cassian had returned to the training field. That day, he practiced with his sword all afternoon. He wanted to vent, to release all the pain and suffering he carried inside.
The fact that Alessandro and Abril had consummated their marriage meant only one thing: they had become a real couple and there was no longer a place for him between them.
Cassian continued practicing until his hands were raw and bleeding, the pain becoming quite bothersome. If he went to see the princess even for a moment, he knew his wounds could heal easily, but he refused to see her because he couldn’t control his emotions at that moment and didn’t want to say or do something he would regret in the future.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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