His Light βœ“

His Light βœ“

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*COMPLETED* Annalise(Ann) had a simple life. A loving family, and a roof over her head. But when that is taken away, when the king and his men destroy her village and take her life away. She is thrown into a life of servitude to the king. But What happens when the king develops a deep desire for her? Will she fall in love with the merciless King? 𝑬𝒙𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒕: I hear the king get up from his seat and start walking over to me. I see his shoes come into my line of vision. My senses are clouded by his strong scent of cedarwood. I refuse to look up at him. He gives off an aura that is dark and intimidating. My eyes begin to swell with tears at the thought that I will end up like the man before me. "Look at me," he commands in a deep voice. I refuse. He commands again this time more cynical, "Look. at. me!" His voice booms off the walls, echoing in the room. I flinch at the tone but still refuse. Then suddenly, he roughly raised my chin. My eyes meet his cold blue ones. His eyes seem to soften for a moment then quickly return to their cold state. He muttered something under his breath that I didn't catch. He lets go of my chin and walks around, scanning me with his eyes. "What am I to do with you?" He mutters to himself. After a few moments, he is back in front of me. He smirks, "I will make you my personal chambermaid." CONTINUE THE STORY INSIDE... π‘¨π’˜π’‚π’“π’…π’”: πŸ₯‡- 1st place - Mystical May Contest πŸ₯‡Winner in Historical Fiction - YT 2021 Book Awards π‘―π’Šπ’ˆπ’‰π’†π’”π’• π‘Ήπ’‚π’π’Œπ’”: #1- 14th century(4/6/20) #4- 14th century(4/27/20) #6 - 14th century(5/18/20) #7 - 14th century(7/1/20) #13 - king(7/24/20) #1 - 14th century (8/25/20) #89 - Medieval (1/19/21) #1 - Medieval (1/28/21) #19 - Youngadult(5/20/21) Β© Copyright 2020
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