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   πŸ’ƒ{She Danced For The King}πŸ’ƒ




     Elena's pov

"The King wants to see you."

The maid says and I nod at her, telling her that I would be there soon.

She smiles at me and bows her head before walking away out if the room while I stand up and walk towards the mirror, staring at myself and after been satisfied with how I look, I make my way towards the door and walk down the hallway.

I knock on the door and make sure that I hear the king's voice before pushing the door open and walking inside, staring around his room before lowering my eyes to the ground.

"Come on in."

He says abd I met out a sigh before walking fully inside and raising my head to look at him, he's sitting on a chair and he looks like he's working on something.

If he's working on something then why the hell did he called me?

It's been like this for the past weeks though, he's now come to me ever since the night I told him that I want to leave and anytime that he gave sex with me, he's always rough with me and no longer gentle. Not like he's ever gentle before though but at least that was better than this now.

Nina already left the palace. Apparently she can go anywhere she likes because she isn't the king's property like I am and I've missed her been around so much but I also know that I can't let her be trapped forever here because of me.

The question that she had asked that night has remain wandering in my mind, although I had given her a simple answer;

π‘Šβ„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘? π‘Šβ„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ β„Žπ‘’π‘™π‘™ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘™π‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘Žπ‘π‘œπ‘’π‘‘? 𝑂𝑓 π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘’ 𝐼'π‘š π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ 𝑖𝑛 π‘™π‘œπ‘£π‘’ π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘”.

"π΄π‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘ π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’'π‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘›π‘œπ‘‘? 𝐼𝑑'𝑠 π‘Žπ‘™π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘”π‘—π‘‘ 𝑖𝑓 π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Ž. 𝐼 π‘šπ‘’π‘Žπ‘› β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘œπ‘›π‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘π‘œπ‘œπ‘˜ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘£π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘”π‘–π‘›π‘–π‘‘π‘¦ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ β„Žπ‘’'𝑠 π‘Ž π‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘π‘‘π‘¦ β„Žπ‘œπ‘‘ π‘šπ‘Žπ‘› 𝑖𝑓 π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘ π‘˜ π‘šπ‘’."

π‘ β„Žπ‘’ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘ π‘Žπ‘–π‘‘ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ 𝐼 β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘™π‘™ π‘šπ‘¦ 𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠 π‘Žπ‘‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ.

"𝐼'π‘š π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ 𝑖𝑛 π‘™π‘œπ‘£π‘’ π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘”, π‘π‘–π‘›π‘Ž."

I told her and even though I had said that, the question has been lingering around my mind and I've been searching for the real truth. 

Am I in love with the king?

Now as I stand here, staring at him with my heart beating faster against my chest even though he hasn't yet raised his head to look at me. I found the perfect answer to that question.

I am. 

I am in love with the king.

     TBC ♥️.

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