Page 31 of The Time Of Kings

“Er yeah,” she replied in a nervous tone as I lowered her to her feet.

I was now more anxious to see her face to detect the further lies she may tell. I prevented her from retreating, as she seemed eager to do so. Meaning my hands soon found their way around her slim waist, before pulling her forward a step, so as she was right where I wanted her.

“I’m not… I’m really not a criminal,” she said, only continuing after taking pause to compose herself fully. After this comment, all that was needed on my part was a distinct and expectant look for her to continue.

“Despite what you think of me,” she added, making me release a sigh.

“I think it wise for you not to know of my inner thoughts of you at this moment,” I admitted, as the truth would have given her cause to panic. Even more so than she already appeared to be when we were this close, when she was held in place by my hands. Especially considering what I had planned for her, knowing that she would not be leaving this castle unless it was by my side and by my will.

“And why is that?” she braved to ask. But I decided there was more to be said by my actions than just words alone.

I cast a leisurely look down her body, making the sexual intent further known when I added,

“Because most would consider them not only improper for a gentleman but mainly…sinful.”I purposely ended this socially shocking statement by her ear, purring the final word enough that she shuddered from it. Yet before she had a chance to respond in a way that I feared would not be in my favour, I decided to make my most shocking move yet.

This whilst she was still lingering on my words and distracted by the Lord of this castle, making it perfectly clear what I wanted to happen. Something further proven when I suddenly pulled the men’s garment over her head, the tight tunic made more for a young boy’s frame than that of a man with any substance. I doubt it would have even made it over the muscles of my arm, it was that tight and therefore like peeling off second skin.

However, it was my utter shock at seeing what she wore beneath it that had me stunned and near fighting for a steady breath. Admittedly I couldn’t recall ever seeing a sight that robbed me of air as well as the proper use of words.

“This… I have never seen such… such undergarments,” I stammered like I was having difficulties making my lips work. For I had not seen such scarce undergarments since owning a Harem when living life as a ‘mortal’ King in ancient Persia. Even with her face half covered in mud, there was no masking what I knew to be true beauty like I had never seen before. Especially when being awarded with a hint of what awaited me.

And I couldn’t fucking wait!

However, the moment her reason for such a sight slipped from her lips, it was enough to douse some of the heat gathering in my groin. For it simply stood as a reminder that there was still so little I knew of her. So much left for me to discover.

Her name, for one.

“I’m not from around here,” she said, forcing me to have to clear my throat before speaking.

“No,indeed not,”I replied and in doing so, barely recognized my own voice. One undeniably thick with too many emotions to put the cause down to being just one. Despite lust currently playing the biggest part. I couldn’t contain my urge to touch her, the barest whisper of my finger tracing the edge of her undergarment. As if it was nothing more than a mirage ready to disappear the second I got too close.

And I was not the only one affected by the intimate moment shared. For I was gifted with her soft skin rising and falling with each inhale and exhale as her breathing had become laboured to match that of my own.

I had to kiss her.

Damn the moment I had envisioned as being perfect, for nothing could spoil this for me. Nothing but the realisation of just how different we were, and her body took that moment to remind me just how I had failed in my care for her.

Her stomach grumbled.

She was hungry.

My Chosen One was hungry.

Along with many other things, no doubt, as she had obviously fallen into a muddy ditch in her haste to escape those sent after her. Meaning that she was most likely cold. She had already told me of her need to pee, which meant that now, all I could think of was what else her mortal body needed. How long had it been since she’d had a decent meal?

Damn it, but this just wouldn’t do!

She was my Chosen One, my long awaited Electus, and what had I done since she arrived? I had frightened her, chased her down, tied her up, and mistreated her. And now here I was, trying to get her naked in front of a man she hadn’t only just met, but one who had also commanded her kidnapping. Someonewho played the part of her Lord, who had judged her before becoming her captor.

Gods, but what was wrong with me!?

Had I lost all good sense?

I think the answer to that was staring me in the face. Hence why I forced myself to do right by her and stepped away. Noting now the slight hurt in her expression by doing so and questioning if my actions were really as unforgivable as I believed.

“I will leave you now to bathe…in private,”I told her, my voice coming out far harsher a tone than I would have liked, but my displeasure was aimed at myself, not her. However, when she hugged herself, clearly embarrassed by her state of undress, she looked to the window. Something that made me frown, questioning where her thoughts could lay.

“Assuming you still cannot sprout wings and fly away, I am to remind you that the doors will remain locked in my absence, so it is a fruitless endeavour on your part should you think to try to escape again.”

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