Daechwita and The Baker's daughter | MYG FF

Chapter 21

I almost saved myself out of the situation. Almost. Only if Yoëlle didn't show up at that moment. 

'Hey Idris! Are you here too?' She shouted. I tried to pretend that I didn't hear her, but that was impossible, as she was standing litteraly beside me. 'Huh? What's this?' She asked, pointing towards the barricade.

'I also don't know, Yoëlle. Let's go back-'

'No, you're staying here, Lee Idris.' The guard said. I closed my eyes in frustration. 

I shouldn't be cursing a kid, but really, go to a place that is not so nice, Yoëlle!

'I'm not Lee Idris!' I tried to defend myself and looked at Yoëlle, but she already left. I closed my eyes again. Maybe my curse became reality, because I kinda needed her. Yoëlle was young, but she had very savage comebacks, what made older people think she was older than she looked. 

I turned towards the guards again. I extended my hands for them to tie them. I didn't see another option. The one guard came to me with a rope while he was smirking. He tied my hand so tight that I grunted a bit, and I was sure it would leave a bruise. 

I closed my eyes in defeat and walked willingly along with the guard. Suddenly, something came up in my mind. 'Wait! Can someone report to the residents of house 21 that I'm gone?' I asked the other guard. He just nodded as an answer, which made me doubt if he would really do it. 

I sighed and walked with the other guard. I really didn't like him, his additude was so annoying. 'Do you enjoy paying me company while walking towards my death?' I asked with a scoffing voice. 'Yes. At least I'm loyal to his Majesty the King, and you're definitely not.' He threw back at me. 

I snorted. Okay, shouldn't have asked that. It only  made me feel more iritated. And being the person I was, I couldn't help it, but give another answer, trying to have the last word. 'Do you think that being loyal is to help someone to die when they have no logical reason?' I said. 

He scoffed. 'It has a logical reason. Everyone knows you shouldn't enter the King's chamber or touch his properties without his permission.' He answered. And how much I hated to admit it, he was right. It made me feel very low, but after that I knew no other comeback and stopped talking. 

I sensed that the guard was satisfied, but I had no other arguments that I was not guilty. I really wanted to say that killing someone after they've done something small with no bad intentions was really irrational, but as he claimed to be loyal to the King, he would surely report that to the King, which would make my death even more painful.

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After walking for about thirty minutes, we finally arrived at the gates of the palace. The whole way we didn't talk to each other. While walking, I didn't feel any fear and felt very sober about the whole situation, telling me to accept my fate. But standing infront of these too familiar gates made me feel intimidated and I felt a feeling of fear creeping up my body. 

I soon realised that I was going to die, what I didn't really realise this whole day. 

You're going to die, your life is going to end and you will never be able to turn back!

'What are you waiting for? Enter the palace, you moron!' The guard pushed me forward. I grumped and walking with small steps inside the palace. 'Faster!' The guard gave me a harsh push again. I stumbled, but managed to keep my body up. 

We arrived at the doors of the throne parlor, which made me stiffen. The guard reported to the other guards who were standing at the entrance who he was bringing. One of the guards openend the door, curtsied and gave the message to the King. 

The way of doing this was way to familiar to me. I knew it all too good. But this time it was frightening me more. 'She can enter.' The strong voice of the King echoed through the walls of the parlor. I inhaled and exhaled and then placed my steps inside the throne parlor. 

I kneeled down and waited for the King to speak. 'Idris. You came back?' He said, more as a statement than a question. 'No your majesty, I didn't come back. I was practically dragged towards here.' I said, not realising how rude it sounded. 

But weird enough, I didn't hear him giving a reaction. Instead, he ordered me to lift my head. When I did, I saw that he stood up from his throne and approached me. I froze, but tried my best to not show it. But that was really hard as he was now only an armlength distanced of me, and this time he was approaching me closer and closer... 

I thought he would almost hug me (note the sarcasm) when he finally stopped. But his body was almost touching mine, with one diameter distance. I tried to breath normally, but my breathing was unstable, and most terrible of all, loud. He could clearly hear my breathing...

I saw a small smirk appearing on his face, and if I wasn't so scared, I would've been amazed by the fact that he was smiling for the first time. And even though it was scary, his smile was so amazing. But I didn't have the time to admire that all.

'You know what your punishment is for entering my room without my permission, right?' he said with a voice so low, that it was vibrating through my body. I just nodded as an answer. 'But... not now. I won't kill you here. Not today, not this week.' He said. I gasped. 

I should be happy that he was sparing me, but he wasn't sparing me. He was only torturing me. 'Why?' I whispered in fear. 

DAECHWITA POV.:

'Why?' She whispered in fear. Why? I didn't know either. You're so stupid! If you'd just kill her here and now, you would be set free from her. But what was she caging me in? She wasn't doing her best or something to make me fall in love with her.

What? Did I fall in love with her? NO!

I kept quiet, not knowing what to answer her. Why did I postpone her verdict? Did I just spare her? But that wasn't me! I'm not the person to spare someone. Usually, I would just torture and kill them in an instant. And enjoy it. 

But I was holding myself back in this case. Why? I internally sighed. And why did I approach her so close? My body was almost colliding with hers! Why was I doing this? 

I always had lots of questions in my  mind, but now the only questions in my head started with why. Why was I doing this? I looked down, to connect my eyes with hers. We held eyecontact for a few seconds, which felt like decades. 

And I didn't want it to stop.

Suddenly, my mind went off. I didn't think anymore and did something that I might've regretted later...

I leaned forwards and brushed my lips against hers.

IS THIS THE END OF THE BEGINNING OR THE BEGINNING OF THE END

thats a weird sentence ^
Ok sry