Everyone forgot about the incident soon after the meal. I was rejoicing in my room and practicing my abilities on new words when I heard a knock on my door. The servant, whose name was Jessica (she told me her name earlier on), opened the door slightly and whispered so softly that I couldn't hear. I had to use wind travelling in time to hear the last few words, "-dan wants to see you in his room." Oh. My. God.
Jessica made me follow her. Today was the first time that I ventured far from my room around the palace. We reached a door which had two tough-looking guys standing beside it. Jessica spoke to one of them and they let me in, leaving Jessica outside to wait for me.
Standing beside the king-sized bed was jordan. He looked nervous and repeatedly bit his lower lip and his hands kept moving about as if nervous about patting an animal. "You were looking for me, jordan?" I asked.
He nodded slowly. He walked towards me and put his hands on my shoulders. His hands were shaky and as a result my shoulders vibrated a little. Immortal strength. "I.....have to tell you s-something. I-I like you. Very m-much. Will...will you ac-cept me?" Jordan stammered. I gaped at him. "You don't have to say yes just because I'm the King. You may already have someone you like and maybe you like him more than me. I just want to know whether I have a chance with you," he continued quickly.
I looked away. "I understand. I won't force you to be with me. May I know who is the lucky guy?" Unable to comtrol my emotions, tears flowed freely from my eyes as they had when my heart was brockened this morning. "What happened?" Concern flashed across his face.
"We went through thick and thin together, and then he..... he abandoned me for another girl. In the past he always tried to look at me, but now he wouldn't even want to look at me. He can't be bothered. And he's going to marry the girl soon." Shit, I've said too much.
He'll be able to guess who was the third party. Who was his own daughter. Who wrecked my life, my future. Who was so evil as to lie to snatch Sebastian from me. Who was so pitiful because she can't.....she don't know how to spare a thought for others.
"You should forget him because he hurt you so much. And I'm hurting because you're hurt. That woman should be damned, thrown into the deepest pit of hell." Oh my god, would I be able to let him know that the third party was created by him and that he just cursed his own daughter? "Jordan, relax. I'm okay. If there's nothing else, I'll get going." Without warning, Jordan hugged me tightly.
He tucked my head against his chest, his chin resting on my head. "If you're sad or need someone to be with you, I will always be there for you. don't be sad anymore. You've got to get over him. If you need anything, just tell either me or Jessica." Even though he was wearing many layers of clothes, I could feel the heat coming off him. "I need a laptop with fast internet connection."
"I'll give you anything you want."
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Hi readers! I've uploaded another story. It's called 'what would you do if you are found by vampires, then forced to be married to the vampire prince?' The following is a short excerpt from the story:):):)
what would you do if you are found by vampires, then forced to be married to the vampire prince?:::
These few days I felt as if I'm being followed. For the 26 years of my life, the other time when I was being followed was when I was 16 years old, and now what had happened more than 10 years ago unfolded itself.
Footsteps sounded behind me. The anonymous person following me did not bother to stifle his footsteps. Trudge, trudge, trudge, trudge, trudge, trudge......
I hurried my pace, trying to return back to my apartment as fast as I could, where I had big families as neighbors and it was where I could seek comfort from the quietness and peacefulness of my apartment. I'm an orphan; my parents had died in a railway accident when I was barely a one-year-old kid. All my relatives denied the responsibility of bringing me up and I was sent straight-off to a nearby orphanage where I stayed until I was twenty-one.
The footsteps became louder and faster too. Why can't the person stalking me leave me alone?
