King's Maker [+18]

Chapter Seven

"Where have you been?" He scowled sitting at his throne. "Your High-"

"Your Highness? It's Majesty, peasant. Learn." I looked at a woman with a crown walking our way. This must be Queen Mona.

I bowed regardless of her insulting term. I'm used to everyone higher than me pummeling me to the ground. Besides, his title as 'Highness' is much more used here than Majesty.

"Your Majesty, is this servant pestering you?" She talked to him sweetly. "Watch your reeking mouth. That woman will bear my child." He slurred which surprised me.

"Majesty.. marrying this servant??" She gasped.

"Tss. I only want a child." I watch him slowly step down the stairs. "I can bear you children to your heart's content your Ma-"

"I want her." He snapped when he got to the last step, he grabbed my arm and he started dragging me away.

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"Where have you been?" His eyes could strangle me. "O-Outside, Your Highness." I didn't look at his eyes as they could burn mine. "Where did you go that you couldn't be seen easily."

"Forest, Your Highness.. I'm sor-"

"What where you doing there all alone! Someone could abduct you again." He choked me without much force but his tone could suffocate me.

"I-I wasn't, Your Highness, I was with someone." I grabbed my skirt and squeezed it out of fear. "Who."

"My old friend yo-"

"I said, who." Was it a mistake, should I have just lied to make this conversation easier? "Kian.. your Highness."

"Sounds like a lover to me. Did you tell your little man what I did to you? Is he going to save his princess?" I feel my throat closing in even if he didn't tighten his hold. He went closer to my face and the atmosphere worried me. He smirked and I couldn't decipher what was running through his mind.

"Seong!" The royal guard who fetched me earlier came in. "Bring me the man she was with earlier." He spat. In that moment, fear engulfed my mind. Not him. Don't bring him to this mess.

"N-No, please, Your Highness, please." I pleaded and fell to my knees. I don't need another soul to get entangled at my impending death. "Tss."

"Bring him!" No! I held his feet as I hear the royal guard leave the room. "Y-Your Highness, please.. leave him.."

I whimpered as he grabbed me by the hair to look at him. "You're such a good friend to even go down to your knees for him." His sinister smile looks so dangerous. "Tell me, should I stab his chest or slit his throat-" "no! Please, Your Highness, d-do it to me." I held his hand that was pulling my hair.

He growled as he watched me cry. I can't cost a good soul for my innocent doing. "Why are you crying!" He snarled with a deep tone. "I-I can't.. I can't get him killed for spending time with me, Your Highness, please, punish me instead." I cried.

"Pathetic. Just for a puny man and you're wailing." He hissed. The door opened and I heard footsteps. "Your Highness, he's here." I stopped breathing for a moment as he let me go then he stormed out of the room.

I felt my heart get stabbed knowing he'll die because of me. I folded my legs and cried on it. Please God, spare him.

I pulled my hair lamenting, I shouldn't have gone and looked for him.

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I got disturbed and opened my eyes to see his Highness placing me on his bed. I remembered what he was about to do before he left me here. I sat up full of hope he didn't do it. He looked at me distasteful. "Y-Your Highness.."

He smirked, "I put your man to sleep, for good." No.. to say that I felt my heart shatter is an understatement.. I feel like I couldn't breathe.

Something flipped inside me all of a sudden. I stood up and kept hitting him as I cried. I don't care even if he rules the country. Someone died, and I should repay it with mine. He caught my hands as he hissed.

"Acting moronic. Don't you worry, after you give birth, I'll kill you next." That just got me more unsettled. I thrash at him and he pushed me, "bastard!" I screamed with fervor as he got on top of me. He aggressively and painfully squeezed my face with a hand. "Say that again and I won't hesitate to slap that foul mouth." He really looked pissed.

Good. I've got nothing to lose. "Screw. You." I looked at him challengingly. "Own up to what you said. Strip." He grits his teeth with those words. "Kill me already!" I shouted at his face.

"That's too easy, I want to enjoy every agonizing thing I do with you." He smirked and his eyes gleamed with impish. I sat up quickly and I held the handle his sword. In the middle of pulling it out from his scabbard, he whisked my hand off and threw the sword away.

I hear it thud against the floor, I stare at him without fear but of course, he doesn't back down. He stroked the back of his fingers on my cheek. "I despise your daring behaviour for that man." He stood up straight then I watched him remove a long string-like cloth from his mantle.

He aggressively took my forearms and placed it on top of my head, making both of it parallel with each other then he started tying it securely.

I kicked his stomach with my knees, he flipped my body then I felt him climb down.

My body felt electrocuted when a cold metal ran on my back inside my shirt. In a simple lift, my shirt got ripped in half. I remained quiet trying to suck it up. He maybe wants me to quiver in fear, he won't get it.

He ran his sword under my long skirt and I flinched. A single lift and my skirt unfolded, revealing me.