The King's Queen

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Chapter Twenty Five ▪︎ The King's Queen

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(This chapter really reminded me of this scene from 'Pretty Woman'.)

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Many days have passed since The King profusely apologised to Dahlia for what his beast did. She forgave him, knowing he had no control over the moment.

She forgave him, but she was guarded around him, more so than before.

Every time she remembered how foolishly she let him dance with her at the ball, believing his distress, she cringed and vowed to herself that she would never again do such a thing.

Alexander noticed the change in her behavior fairly quickly, but didn't call her out on it. He was more than happy that she was willing to dine with him every day to keep him alive and healthy, he didn't ask for more.

However, he wanted her to willingly let him in. His beast couldn't and wouldn't be as easygoing as him, and he would ask for more from her. He would turn a smile to a hug, a kiss to a bite and her bed to his own.

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Dahlia woke up to a bouqet of red roses with a single white dahlia in the middle of it.

The roses were thornless and immaculate, each one was so perfect Dahlia had to smell them to see if they were real.

In the middle was a letter, looking very similar to those she would find in her old bedroom.

She picked it out of the flowers and opened it.

'Dahlia,

I wish you the happiest birthday ever. I hope I can make it up to you tonight for everything I have done to you. Meet me in the lobby at noon. Wear something comfortable,

Alexander.'

What does he mean?

Dahlia couldn't help the rush of excitement that flowed through her. Was he finally going to let her leave the castle?

She certainly hoped so, but she remembered that she had nowhere to go.

She didn't want to go to her mother. She loved her, but she knew the relationship was toxic to her.

The tavern would only bring horrible memories of scrubbing blood from the wooden floors.

Her family would kill her instantly if they ever saw her, not only because of the vampire that would be with her, but because they still didn't trust her after her brother killed her father.

Her mother had no family that she knew of because the vampires killed them and she somehow ran away.

She slipped off the bed and out her door, turning to the left where she entered the bathroom. Closing the door and locking it behind her, she stripped off her clothes and filled the large tub with water. She dropped in a small fizzy, as she decided to call them, and watched as her tub turned to a curelean blue, reminding her of the lake full of mermaids she almost swam in before the lycan kidnapped her.