That was the day he vowed that he'll have the princess as his slave one day.
"Oh....Colder...." She sounded sad and sleepy. Her voice dragged him out of the bitter memory.
"Are you cold?" He groaned in a hard voice.
"Your eyes....they got colder...." She swallowed, "...filled with so much hate."
He can't bear to stare at her face for long because no matter how he tries....he must still see her. Cone's daughter. "I hate you, Danika."
Her lips twitched and she blinked ever so slowly. "I know....My King."
He looked away.
She placed a hand to his chest. "There are scars here too... Internal scars. Here....they seem bigger there...in your heart."
"They are."
"Can they....ever heal?"
"No."
"That's sad..."
He laid her back on the bed and pulled away. He got up. "Go back to sleep." he said curtly, "You'll be fine on the morrow."
Through her dazed eyes, she watched him leave.
She watched him walk like a panther as he went to the table and dropped the water back. A huge wounded panther.
She watched him climb the bed and lay down on it. She felt a burn to her chest all of a sudden. Why does her heart hurts to watch him?
As she drifted back to sleep, she wondered if she is bruised there too.
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Danika woke up the next morning,disoriented. Her body heavy, her surrounding completely unfamiliar.
She opened her eyes and can't recognize where she is. This wealthy luxurious place can only mean one place....
No...no way.
She sat up and her eyes widened. She is really in the King's Chambers! She slept here!
"Ohheavens, ohheavens, ohheavens, ohheavens! What did I do!?" She whispered to herself in sheer horror.
She peeked up...up...up...to the top of the bed and let out a deep breath of relief. He isn't there. The king isn't here.
As she got of from the bed, the event of yesterday came crashing into her head. Being taking from her room....being flogged...she fainted...
With the return of the memory came the recognition of the dull pain coming from her back. The pain wasn't as much as it was yesterday....as much as she expected it to be.
She tiptoed to the nearest mirror and stared at her back. A map of green leaves and whitish concoctions.
She's been treated. Treated thoroughly.
She felt better. So much better for someone who almost died.
The memory of the rest of yesterday was a blur. Sally had saved her, Danika was very sure. She knew she was at the blink of death, yesterday and the mistress was ready to kill her.
She stared at the tent she'd laid in, and she still can't believe that she'd slept in the King's chambers. THE KING'S CHAMBERS!
"You're awake."
The deep familiar baritone, had her turning towards the library just in time to see him getting out of it.
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