Queen Inhyeon
A look of terror in the eyes of that wench
I will teach her where her kind belong
As I lift my hand to strike her she closes her eyes to accept my blow
Pleasure goes through my body feeding the ever-growing abyss inside of me
"That is enough!" Shouts His Majesty
His Majesty tightly holding my wrist
His Majesty's gaze meets mine
An anger that burns brighter than the skies
"Your Majesty, I ask kindly If you release my hand" I whisper
His Majesty releases my hand
"Violence in the palace shall not be tolerated!" Shouts his Majesty
The ire anchored in deep within is now unleashed
"Your Majesty, the running of the palace is my charge as you know, I do not have to answer or be told about my conduct just as I do not tell you how you should conduct yourself or rule the Nation..." I say loudly
His Majesty takes a step back as if I have struck him
A smile spreads through my face as I take a step forward
"Lady Jang, is my woman. If it pleases you or not she is my woman, you may have the running of MY palace but if you dare to strike her I will have you cast out" says His Majesty
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The Concubine
Historical Fiction*****New chapters on Fridays**** The Queen of Joseon born from a family of nobility raised in propriety, desperate for the love of the king and a woman from a middle-class family whose beauty captivates the heart and mind of the King. They start in...
