Luna's POV
I awake from my slumber only to see my hand is bandaged up I look over to see, Prince Wally... I took me surprise at first but I soon remembered that this was our room and he would sleep here too. His arm was around my waist holding me in place was his hand gripping my hip, I'll admit it hurt, a lot, but I was not going to wake him who knows how long he was up? His eyes cracked opened and he stared at me looking me up and down I was frankly to scared to say anything about what was happing,"How long have you've been up?" He asks looking me on the eyes, they weren't flirty anymore they were more... serious? That seems like the right word for it,"No-Not to long," I say trying not to show my hand,"Hm," He mumbles, something under his breath but it was to quiet and I was to tired to hear it, he puts his other hand on the other side of my hip and pulls me into his body,"Your-Your Highness?" I say stumbling on my words his eyes seemed to be looking over my chest I felt blood rush to my too my cheeks, he put his hand on the back of my head and into my hair. My eyes glanced down to see his chest, as I expected, Abs... lots of them.., He pulls my head in and kissed my lips, his lips were soft they tasted like cigarettes... but... I liked it..."Just call me Wally alright?" He says starting at me, I'm held captive by his gaze, my heart beating as his fingers intertwine with my own and him kissing my neck,his big arm wrap around me making me feel safe in this new environment, I feel a sharp pinch on my neck and then another and I feel this pain for at least 2 minutes and then it stopped,"You have a very busy day today Luna," Wally said releasing me from his firm grasp,"What do you mean?" I ask curiously," I mean you will be accompanying me today." Wally say now getting out of bed and going over to our closet,"I want you to get used to the place and my royal duties," He says looking through cloths,"Oh," I say not understanding what was happening,"We're engaged so you need to learn what we do around here," Wally says his voice sounding rough,"Oh um alright!" I say scrambling to get up
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Dancing With The Dark
RomantizmA girl who faced tragedy at the death of her mother, and the abuse of her father was taken in at the age of five and raised to be a perfect ruler at the age of fifteen she is sent to the underworld to be married off to it's king by her beloved uncle...
