Captured By The King

Nineteen • Regrets

Queen Felicity's Point of View

For the past week that I have spent in the witches' territory, I have done nothing but learn how to protect myself. Each day, I spent training against powerful warriors, leaving my body with bruises, wounds, and broken bones, only to be healed by Odette's potions.

I fought through the pain, courage above all things. I fall only to get shouted at to get back up. I scream in pain only to be told to suck it up. I endure every agonizing hit, kick, punch, and blow because I aspire to be a true warrior.

There were days when Odette didn't heal me. Her reason was that she won't be there all the time with me, to patch me up and fix me again. I had to tend to my own wounds and let them heal by themselves until I had to fight again.

Nothing from everything I have been through helped me through one thing. Since the day that I have been here, with my family, I felt empty and alone. Despite everyone that I have easily made as my friends, I had an unsettling, uneasy feeling of missing something, someone.

Brushing off my emotions, I never admitted that I missed them and him. I thought that getting out of the vampires' kingdom would feel like a liberation yet here am I, wondering if they're also wondering where I am.

Then, a part of me still never got over the fact of what my brother has done to Katherine. After everything we have been through together, I still cared for her like she's my own sister.

I went over to Jonathan's room and knocked twice before practically barging myself to his door.

"We have to talk." I grabbed Jonathan's arm, dragging him somewhere private. My family may have been with me for the past week but it does not change the mistakes in the past.

Jonathan followed me, knowing what I wanted to talk about. When we reached my little cottage, I told him to sit down before I hear his side of the story.

I cared for Katherine despite everything we have both been through. Not one part of her deserved what my brother has done to her. Vampire or not, no one deserves losing their virtue to someone who forced themselves upon them.

"Tell me the truth, Jonathan," I told him earning a sigh in response. Hearing his side of the story won't change what happened but it would at least let me know the whole truth and he did tell me the whole story.

"She knew from the start how much I loathed vampires, Felicity. Katherine played with my feelings, she manipulated me into believing that vampires are not cruel. I never knew that she is one and the nights she disappeared, I saw her after a week, getting sold into that auction house," he said.

She didn't manipulate him. Vampires are indeed not cruel. If they are, I should have been deceased by now but I'm not. He himself knows that Dimitrius and his vampires spared his life and my family's.

"So you knew her before you bought her. Jonathan, you wouldn't have done that if you didn't care who could have bought her that day." Isn't it true? Why would she get Katherine if he loathed her so much?

"No, Felicity. I bought her to show how much anger and hatred I felt when she deceived me. Katherine used to be everything to me, I snuck out every day just to see her but never did I thought that she was a bloodsucking creature!"

I knew that he wasn't telling me something else. His story that was filled with wrath seemed to have a deeper meaning and I just had to hear it from himself. "You loved her, didn't you?"