Your Majesty
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Last published Thu, Dec 23, 2021
'All to soon as if it was naturally meant to be she was in his grasp. One hand against her bare back and the other inter winding with her fingers. He wasn't holding her to tight, but enough to feel secure, all while keeping intense eye contact.
The harp was realising such a calm, and elegant sound Belle felt as if she was in a dream and could be put to sleep. But the thing keeping her awake was oh so worth it.
Leading the dance he took her around the room, around the world, their world. It truly felt like that, that they were the only people there and for a moment she believed it.'
Welcome to London in the early 1800s a place of wealth, and reputation. At the top of it all is the crown, the king Christian Greendale is young, stubborn, having a new mistress every week everyone knows his reputation. Including Lady Isabella Williams on the outside she is seen a a bright and innocent girl but on the inside she is in a never ending battle with herself. What will happen when the two meet and change each others lives...
INCLUDES SEXUAL ASSAULT/ MAY CONTAIN MATURE CONTENT/ VULGAR LANGUAGE
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