𝐷𝐴𝑅𝐾 𝐻𝐸𝐴𝑅𝑇𝑆

IV

   Chapter 4 | love comes with a price |

"Daminion I'm telling you he was right fucking there, he stood by my vanity, and in a flash that man was touching my cheek. I could still feel him, his touch on my skin. even now It's still there." I yelled, sick and tired of repeating myself for this man to understand. I told him what had happened last night. I have told him countless times as he interrogated me, as he questioned every little detail. As I sat on my bed with my head down and my hands in my hair I felt as if I were going to scream. Scream at him to get him to understand. I didn't sleep that night either, so worried about it possibly happening again.

"It didn't feel like just a dream. I-it had to be real, it had to be." my voice cracked. I was on the verge of tears because I knew what happened. I knew in every fiber of my being that what happened last night was real and not something I just conjured up inside of my head.

I looked at him with pleading eyes hoping he would just try to understand where I was coming from. That I wasn't losing every bit of my mind. He looked away, turning to my vanity.

"Adya, I don't know what to say. There has been no forced entry. Are you sure this wasn't a dream? Are you sure this happened and wasn't just your mind playing tricks? You drink honey wine before bed every night. I just don't see how you could have possibly been frozen whilst awake. I don't see how a man could break into your rooms in the middle of the night. Guards are posted around the castle, around you're rooms and switches every couple of hours." he said exasperated his hands running over his face.

He does not believe me. He honestly does not believe me. I thought. I looked down at the floor. This is all I needed to hear. The words that left my lips didn't sound as if I were talking to my lover but something empty, cold.

"Get out"

I could hear his footsteps walking towards me. I shook my head.

"Get the fuck out" I yelled. Looking him in the eyes I wasn't having it. Daniniom was my most trusted friend, my first love. He was someone I could come to about everything without being judged and after confessing all I was getting was pure judgment from him and it truly did hurt. With slanted eyes, he turned. Without a word, he walked away, not even a glance back.

He didn't even try to fight back

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That day I had not spoken a word to Daminion. I couldn't, my pride wouldn't let me. So I began my planning. It has been a couple of days since I've talked to thatcher and I think it's time to pay him a visit.

Instead of having dominion accompany me through the halls, I had someone else, Elyon. I never knew how sweet this man was, my father had hired him years ago. His salt and peppered hair and startling blue eyes I couldn't see why his wife had left him all those years ago.

" Aye, she found another, someone who could give her what she needed.'' the way he said it, the pain that was in his words I couldn't have fathomed a loss like that.

"Then years down the line the gods above sent me Dalila. There was a plan for me. I just had to be patient and listen for the signs. If I may I heard Daminion muttering profanities about women.'' I sucked in a breath at his name, but Elyon just chuckled.

"The boy is consumed by you. His heart is good, its in the right place. Just try to see where he is coming from. Damninion wants to protect you not just because you're his queen but because he loves you and I reckon you love him to" we continued the walk to thatchers room. Normally i would have never allowed for this kind of conversation, nothing personal. But this man that stood in front of me reminded me of my father. Not just in the way he talked but his face. The softness, it showed through his hard exterior.