The Imperial Kings Book 3: Imprisoned By The King

~I could not let his wish die with him.

“You can do this, Lorelle. Have courage. It is just a little snow. You have dealt with far worse than this. This is nature’s way of testing you. Do not fail,” I said to myself, trying to gather my strength, but it seemed that nature was adamant on making this as difficult for me as possible.~

~My worst nightmare had come to life.

“Halt! Do not move,” commanded one of the men standing on the right. I could make out the beard covering his chin, and his attire made him appear strong and deadly.~

“Well, well, who dares to venture into my forest on this eve?”

“M-my l-lo-lord.”

~He would not be taking advantage of a helpless maiden at this time.

“A maiden?”

~I prayed to the God above to help me.

“Do not fret, my lord. We shall take care of her. You do not need to fret over this lowly being,” said one of the servants.~

~“No,” the leader said, pausing.

“Pray, step forward and raise your hood so I can see you.”~

~The command was not one to be ignored, but I could not do as he told me.

My hood covered my face, and I could not let these men see my face.~

~“Forgive me, my lord, but I must refuse your command.”

I paused so that he would understand.

“I come from a respectable family, my lord. I may not come from a noble house like you do, but my family is no less respectable.”~

~I was lying through my teeth, but I had no choice.

I could not let these men know that I had no family, or they surely would take advantage of me.~

~My heart shuddered with dread upon his words.

Behead me? No. They could not do that.~

~But wait, kingly status? This man mounted on a horse was the king?

No, that could not be possible.~

~The king was the most dangerous man; he was feared by everyone.

If he were the king, then he would’ve ordered his men to kill me even before wasting his words on me.~

~The nobleman chuckled once more.

“No, no, we need not go to such extreme lengths. I am sure she will do as I command.”~

~I did not even stop to think what kind of consequences my actions would result in.

Paying heed to the advice given by my inner voice, I turned around and began running.~

“Milady, you must wake up from your slumber.”

My eyes opened, but I felt faint.

Where was I?

Why did I feel so unwell?

Who was this speaking to me?

What was happening around me?

What day was it?

Which hour had struck?

“Oh, thank heavens, you are awake.

Milady, we must get you ready.

Lord Eldon is on his way back to the kingdom, and you know he would wish to see you welcome him,” the maid said, worry clouding her blue eyes.

~Eldon is returning?

Where had he gone?~

My mind had no time to think because fear was quick to take its place over my body, leaving my heart beating fast and my body turning cold.

Eldon was coming back.

What would he do to me this time?

And why was I not aware of his departure?

How could I be this ignorant?

~You are never aware of his departure, just his arrival.

It has always been this way.~

How did he do this?

How did he always leave when I was sleeping, and how come I was not aware of the time in between his departure and his arrival?

“Milady? Are you unwell?

Say something.

Should I call for a physician?

Lord Eldon will not be happy if he finds out you have been unwell,” the maid continued.

I did not know her name, but for some reason, she was the only one who was with me whenever I woke up when Eldon was about to arrive.

I shook my head.

“No, no, please. I am fine, please do not fret.

Can you please bring me some water?”

I hoped the request would have her leave my chambers, but the pitcher of water was near, so she quickly had a goblet of water in front of me.

“Thank you,” I said before taking the goblet from her and drinking the water.

Whenever I woke up feeling ill, water was the only thing that made me feel better.

How did Eldon do this?

Was he even responsible for all this?

Yes, of course he was.

He was the only one who would do this to me.

“Milady, your bath is ready.

You must bathe and get ready before the king arrives.

He will be pleased to see you looking beautiful for his welcome,” the maid said.

I nodded and allowed her to lead me to the bath.

She helped me remove my clothes as I tried to fight my way back to reality.

I still felt dizzy, but holding on to the woman who was currently removing my clothes provided me with much-needed support.

She helped me into the water before leaving me on my own.

The floral scents helped me recover from the haze of whatever tonic Eldon had ordered the servants to give me before his departure.

Why did Eldon keep doing this to me?

I could not even dare to demand an explanation for his behavior because I knew what he would do to me.

And I wished nobody had dared to wake me up because I did not wish to face the man who left his mark on my body.

I gazed at the markings on my body.

My arms, my legs, and the entirety of my back, only God knew where Eldon would choose to mark me next.

How could he do this to me?

Why did he do this to me?

After forcing my limbs to obey me, I washed my body and got out of the bath just as the maid entered my bathing chamber.

She helped me into a pale gold gown before proceeding to do my hair while I put on my jewels.

I watched through the looking-glass as she placed the final piece of jewelry on top of my head—my crown.

The crown of the queen.

“Lord Eldon arrived while you were bathing, milady.

I have informed him, and he said he shall come up and see you himself and does not wish for you to leave your chambers,” she informed me.

My heart trembled with fear, knowing that Eldon had arrived.

What would he do to me now?

How long until he departed for another trip, and I could sleep in peace?

“I understand.

Thank you for informing me,” I said as the maid smiled and left the chambers.

How I wished to command her to stay and shield me from the king of Erizia, but I could not do that as I knew the consequences of such actions.

I had been foolish enough to do this just as I stepped into my second year of being the queen of Erizia.

I still trembled at the memory, glancing at the markings on my left hand, which were the consequence of going against Eldon’s wishes.

No, never again would I make the same mistake.

However, my mind feared what was to come.

What would Eldon do to me?

Was he angry or overjoyed?

Was his trip fruitful?

I prayed to the heavens above to have mercy on me, even though I knew praying was futile.

Here, King Eldon held all the power.

If anyone wished for mercy, he should be begging him.

The door of the chambers opening was all it took for my body to freeze as fear surrounded me.

When I heard footsteps approaching me, it took everything in me not to scream with terror.

“Lorelle, my love, turn around. Show yourself to me,” he commanded.

The command was simple enough but one I did not dare ignore.

I turned around without wasting a heartbeat and saw the man who owned me in every way.

Lord Eldon had finally arrived.