Castle Walls

Chapter Three

Treacherous Nights

Regina sat in her chair with her head in her palms, crying. Seeing this, Jeffrey gently walked up from behind her and placed a hand on her back. He knew that they were never to touch the Queen, it was forbidden, but he could see how helpless she was.

She feels his hand on her and she flinched quickly standing up before turning around and looked at him. She placed a hand on her chest, feeling relieved it wasn't the King, but the touch of a man scared her nonetheless.

"Jeffrey! Don't you know it's rude to sneak up on people? Let alone your Queen!?" She said firmly, trying to be strict as she didn't want to be touched.

Jeffrey frowned and nodded. He didn't mean to sneak up on her, or startle her. He just wanted to check on her.

"I'm sorry, your Majesty, I was just... making sure that you were alright ..." He said, looking away from her, bowing his head respectively.

Regina quickly wiped a tear from her cheek, composing herself. She looked at him and placed a hand on her hip, raising her chin at him.

"I'm fine, why wouldn't I be?" She turned away from him and she looked down at her food. "You may go." She instructed and he bowed, leaving her alone in the dining hall.

Regina slowly sat down, feeling empty inside, she had no hope. She was trapped in this marriage, no way to escape. She leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs and sat there just fantasizing about what her life would have been like if she had never married the King. If she wasn't forced to marry him, by her mother.

She stood up minutes later, needing some fresh air, heading towards her garden. Her garden was the one place that was given to her as wedding gift that she demanded no one was permitted to enter to, at least everyone except the King. She walked around looking at all of the beautiful flowers, reaching the center of her garden, approaching her apple tree, the only thing she has from home.

She smiled lightly, grabbing one of her dark red apples and plucked it from the tree. She held it in her hand, walking to the stone bench before sitting down, closing her eyes and just listened to the peaceful sounds of birds, feeling as the wind blew swiftly through the trees. Her nerves finally relaxed and she took a deep breath, finally able to keep the King from her thoughts.

She stayed in the garden until sunset, using all the time she had. She opened her eyes, looking at the sun as it was setting and she frowned knowing that she must go to her husband's chambers. She stood up, gently placing her apple on the bench where she had just sat moments before. She slowly walks inside as her guards were waiting patiently to escort her to the King's chambers. She sighed as she approached the doors and her guards. She stopped for a moment, taking a deep breath before walking again to his chambers, the guards following closely behind her.

She walked down the halls until finally, she approached the doors to his chambers. She took a deep breath and the guards opened the doors for her allowing her to gracefully walk inside. Once inside, the guards closed the door behind her. She clinched a bit, hearing the door clothes and click shut. She looked across the chambers to Leopold, who was by the fireplace. She put her hands down to her sides, fidgeting with the small pieces of cloth from her dress, being very anxious. This room was the last she ever wanted to be inside. When ever she was, it only meant one thing. She walked slowly and cautiously towards Leopold.

Hearing her footsteps approaching him, Leopold turned his head to look over his shoulder at her, his demeanor was angry and displeased.

"I told you - not to be late!" He exclaimed angrily, turning completely towards her now, facing her.

Regina flinched, stepping back slightly. He reached forward towards her, grabbing her roughly by the arm, causing her to stop moving. Her heart raced, frightened of what he was going to do. He raised his hand, crashing his hand down on her cheek hard enough to knock her to the floor. She placed a hand on the part of her face that burned, trying to hold back her tears. Her dark long hair covering her now red and swollen cheek.

He sighed and knelt down beside to her.

"I told you that you would be punished." He said.

He grabbed her arms, standing her up and she looked away from him, a tear streaming down her cheek. She didn't want him to touch her so she squirmed, trying to get out of his grip. He growled at her and picked her up, tossing her onto the bed. She tried to climb off but he climbed, wrapping an arm around her stomach, pulling her back and pushing her to lay on her back and she teared up, crying quietly.

He kissed her neck as he reached a hand around her and started untying her corset as she cried.

"Please... Please don't." Regina pleaded.

"I will make you sorry for being disobedient." He said, pulling off her dress, revealing her naked and slender body. She felt exposed, and violated. He smirked, unbuckling his pants before pulling them down, smirking as he looked at her and licked his lips hungrily, pushing himself in her forcefully, without warning. He forced himself passed her tight walls causing Regina to groan and cry.

He started thrusting inside of her causing her body to bounce. She sobbed just wanting to get free from him. He went harder and faster, keeping his pace for what felt like forever to Regina before he starts to grow tired, shaking slightly before exploding inside of her causing her to almost throw up at the thought and feeling. He smiled and kissed her as he slowed down, before pulling out.

He got off of her and laid next to her panting, finally letting Regina sit up. Her core now sore from how hard and forceful he was. She groaned as she got off the bed, slowly pulling on her dress. Tears filled her eyes and rolled off her cheeks, one after the other. She couldn't look at him, she could only ignore him the best she could. He looked at her and grinned, watching her get dressed.

"Good night, Regina." He said, his voice raspy.

She frowned, slowly leaving his chambers before she ,are her way to her own as her guards once again escorted her. Her face stung, her core was sore, her heart felt empty and her soul felt weary. She approached her doors and she opened them herself, shutting them quickly behind her. She pressed her forehead against the door and sobbed. After a moment, she backed away from the door, walking towards her bed to just get some sleep. She wanted this day to be over already. She let her body collapse onto her bed before crying into her pillow. She cried all night, eventually falling asleep. She was definitely wasn't not looking forward to going to the market with the King and Snow the next day.