The Princess Slave – Chapter 12

Violette POV

My mind was lost just thinking about the past several weeks. And I also couldn’t stop trying to come up with reasons of how Ms. Beatrice might be wrong. She did a thorough exam of me.. I knew something was wrong the moment she stopped speaking during the examination. I searched and searched and searched my mind, but I never came up with anything that might explain this

“Oh, Princess. Isn’t it a fine day outside?” Lillian asked as she looked out of the castle windows. I stared along with her, watching the servants tend to the rows of flowers.

ut more. I feel my mind is paying for it, staring at these same walls every day.” I said. Today my fever has gone. But Beatrice told me to

a female wolf going into heat without finding her mate, and I was truly disappointed when she said it doesn’t happen, nor has it eve

unning off. I reached my hand out to stop her but she was too wrapped up in the idea of getting us outside and blew right past me.

ds to watch me.

I’d run as far and fast as I could away from this dreadful place.

plants.” Lillian said excitedly as she ran up to me.

Beatrice told me that my slave rules still apply, just that I’m only allowed to speak to her, Lillian, and the guard that stays outside the King’s chambers, Loren. I was honestly quite happy to find that the King had allowed Lillian to visit me, and allow me to spe

onestly believed he was more than happy to dish his anger out on me. After my mother passed, he became a completely different man.

and 10 back strikes. It’s not as bad as one would think, or maybe I just say that because I have a high pain tolerance and I’ve felt worse. After a while, I looked forward to the pain, because once mother died.. all I could feel was the

d of man since that day.

s. You’ve been in your thoughts a lot today. Do you want to talk about whatever is on your mind?” Lillian asked as we carried the gardening tools outside. I swallowe

Spilling my burdens on her might tip her over.

make the best out of a bad situation.

egan to race. Are we allowed to pick the flowers? At home, a maid’s hand would be cut off for that. They’re royal flowers.

what she was doing.

n’t we pick the flowers too?” She asked with a bright smile. My body flooded with relief as she walked over to me and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear, then placed the flower in th

I saw nothing.

some reason, my mind started flooding with images of my master.

that angry at the thought of me finding my mate and losing my virtue? It doesn’t make sense to me. He hates me, why would that anger him? It should be no bother to him. It’s not against the law to meet your mate and mate with them. But unfortunately, that’s not the case for me.

atching staring off into nothing.. but no one else.

me.

her direction and nodded.

we have a lot to do.” I said with a small smile.

here.” I said. She pinched her lips together and nodded.

e kept you locked up.” She furrowed her brows slightly in anger.

t.” I said, smiling softly in hopes to take her mind off of it. She nodded.

out it.” She said. She placed her hand on mine.

h you here.” I said.