The Shadows of Royalty

The Dream

 I signed it relief as I peeled off my bloody gloves and began scrubbing my hands trying to get every inch of that mans dried blood off my hands.

I glanced at the clock hanging in the operating room. 5:15 A.m. ... I've been awake for a long time now. It took us about 5 hours in surgery and I was damn lucky to get to assist the surgeon and his resident.

I wiped my hands dry as I headed into the locker room and changed back into my dress as I threw my scrubs into the waste basket. They had so much blood on them I don't even know how the man could of survived with all the blood he lost;
weird.

I head back into were Jackson was now resting, and sat down on the arm chair next to his bed.

"You know you can go back and rest until everyone's up. I'm the resident and I'm supposed to be monitoring Mr. Jackson. "The surgeon's resident, Jackie, said lowly trying not to wake the patient up.

"It's the least I can do." I whisper, offering a light smile, as I made my way out the room.

As I headed toward my chambers I couldn't just help but wonder why that jackass Xander, didn't even check up on me or the patient that we found attacked in his garden. I rolled my eyes as I threw myself onto my bed. Just things that I can never understand about this prince.

After moments, my eyes lids became heavy as I was enveloped by darkness.

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"Rachel..." A soft melodic voice whispered into this girl's ear. I glanced at my surroundings. The girl was me, definitely me. Her long brown hair streaked with gold and those deep blue green eyes hid under those thick dark lashes... Yep  definitely me, no doubt.

What was more disturbing was the man behind her, or rather behind me, who  had his arms, wait his muscular toned arms, around my waist as his breath fanned my neck.

"Angel" he murmured as the girl (me) turned around to face him.

Oh my God.... My breath hitched as I watched the scene in front of me. I couldn't believe what had happened next. I tried to interfere but was held back by an invisible wall.

Oh my... I could only watch as this attractive man did something that wasn't expected, and surprisingly  I didn't seem threatened a bit but was enjoying the pleasure of his touch. I could feel my checks blushing off so much heat unlike the girl (me) in this mortifying view.

His stormy gray eyes pierced into hers and his rough hands pushed her against the wall. He seemed to tower over the girl, not to mention his lean perfect body. The girl gasped but her hands flew up to his dark thick hair, running her hand threw it. Then his perfectly angelic lips trailed upon her collarbone, trailing ghost kisses until he stopped right at her mouth and bit her bottom lip wanting entrance.

This is when I felt like melting away and never coming back to live again.

Did this girl have no shame...or rather me in this display? She didn't push him back but rather allowed him in. The kisses were exotic and a soft exhale rewarded his work when they broke away from each other. He placed his lips against her for head as he whispered something foreign, (something that I couldn't understand) and whispered one more thing.

"You will always be mine, my love, and I will never let you go."

And then the vision tore as a bright light broke through.

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"Rachel!" Someone hollered as two tiny hands shook me awake. I suddenly bolted straight up, frightening the maid. She stumbled to the ground as a yelp sounded.