KANAK :~
He was all I had left, I wanted to tell him, how much I adored him, how much I needed him, how much I felt him.... how much... I.. loved.. him. But he left me as well, I was destined to be this way, I am nothing but just a broken soul in a dark room, tied with chains and locked.
My life was so perfect, a beautiful family, loving parents, protecting brother, lovely people of my kingdom and moreover inner peace and no regrets.
Where has life taken me, I am sorry dear lord, dear mumma, dear papa, dear bhaiya, your Kanak isn't a strong girl anymore. Take me with you please I beg of you.
I prayed being sad and upset, sitting on the floor in the middle of this dark room, where I have been locked since more than a week now, surviving without any food, but just a pot of water and the ray of the night's moon light, which give me peace, silence and rest. Even if it's for a few minutes.
I bent my head down on my knees again, pitying myself, feeling bad for myself and sobbing in the middle of the night.
When suddenly the loud bang of the door breaking came, and he came with his beautiful wheatish face with deeps scars and his cloths drenched in blood, a bloodied sword in his badly bruised veiny hand.
He finally came back, I clenched my hands to my dress, wanting to go hug him, kiss him, but I couldn't knowing that I was tied, my hands and legs were tied I couldn't.
"Don't you want me anymore?" The first thing he asked.
How do I tell him, I was dying to be with him, to feel his touch, to hear his voice, and now finally his deep masculine voice passed in my ears as a melodious ring.
But no, I couldn't get any closer to him anymore.
I closed my eyes tight, trying to hold my tears within and not let it fall in front of him. I tried, I tried really hard but as he silently came near and took me in his embrace, I couldn't take it anymore.
I finally unclenched my hands and hugged him tight, making him leave his sword, not wanting to leave him even for a second, and broke into his embrace. I can't resist, I couldn't neither did I want to anymore. I cried and cried harder hugging him even more, getting him so within me that not even the whole world against could separate me from him now.
"Did they touch my dove?" He said pressing his forehead against mine.
"No, they didn't" I replied while maintaining our proximity.
He released me holding my shoulders and taking a good look me and then his eyes went to the long chains of metal that I was tied with.
"It's locked." I said with no hopes, until he walked to the corner of the room and got a key.
"It's not the lock, it's your mind which is blocked". He said while opening it.
"I LOVE YOU" I finally said, not minding what he just said and pressing my lips against his, under the moon light that passed through the window.
He reciprocated back, taking the hold on dominance and caressing my hairs.
He fought for me, he fucking fought the whole palace only for me. This guy always makes me fall more and more for him.
I surrendered myself to him under the moon, whom I love the most.
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His Princess Beloved ~ The Lost Love
Historical FictionHe was the king of the most unstoppable and unbeatable Kingdom. The most powerful and the strongest person of the 9th century, with the most ruthless and cold personality anyone could imagine of. He was born merciless, death and demons were afraid o...