Chapter 10 (the new home)

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Pretty. The castle was really pretty. It had large diamonds for decoration. They lined up across the walls. A reminder of how wealthy, our kingdom is.

But behind every glamorous thing was darkness. There was a darkness that only the traumatized could see. Hidden within the walls.

These walls held a dark and dangerous, energy that I knew I would soon experience.

It was Beautiful.

The young maid brought me to a room. The room was quite big and looked pretty fancy. The bed was huge and my body was aching to be on it.

" why-" the Maid looked at me shyly. My brows creased in confusion.

"The Alpha King requested you be placed here" the maid said softly.

I sat on the bed, pondering.
Would this ruin my plan?

"Would you happen to know where Prince King is" I asked her.

She smiles widely and my eyes narrows at her.

" His room is across from yours, since he is taking a break from his singing career right now, he should be there often" i smirk at this.

He's on break?

"Didn't you stay the Royal Alpha wanted to see me?" She looks taken aback from how quickly I changed the subject.

"Yes, I thought I should let you take a shower and show you you're quarters first, the king insisted I do so as well."

I nod in understanding. Suddenly I have quarters? Bold of them to assume that I don't have a life or a home, outside of my mate.

"You don't"

Shut up.

The maid makes her way out of the door.  I sit on the bed looking at the room. It was so plain but so rich, in well, everything.

I walk to the closet, noticing how most of the clothes in it were dresses but all were perfectly my size. Even the underwear was  spot on.

Creeps.

I found a plain white dress. Its was the most casual wear thing in that closet. The dress was fluffy and was outlined with gold edges. So simple but expensive.

I walk into the bathroom, dropping the clothes in my hand when I see myself in the mirror for the first time.

My eyes widen. I looked like hell. My curly hair was in a monster of a bun that looked like it hadn't been combed in months. My eye bags looked permanently stained. My skin looked so dry.

I sighed. Not only did I feel like I was going through hell, I looked like it.

I turned on the shower not looking at myself anymore. I lazily closed my eyes as the water fell down my body.

Suddenly I felt so weak. Like I couldn't support myself. I felt myself fall into the tub.

I was laying in the tub now, the shower pouring straight unto my face.

The heat of the water, fogged up the bathroom. I was losing conscious.

Shit. Why do I pass out every 2 Business days?

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