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Rosalie

When I woke, sunlight filtered in through the windows. I remembered fighting that horrid beast, but nothing after.How did I get here?

The blanket rubbed against my skin, my very naked skin.

Panic rose in my chest.

“You’re finally awake.” Lord Demious sat in a chair near the bed, bags under his eyes.

“What happened?” I hugged the blanket to my chest, covering myself. Did Lord Demious bring me here?

“You destroyed a very powerful creature, something I didn’t think possible from one of my prospects.”

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”

He chuckled. “A good thing.”

Where was Baine? I couldn’t ask about him, but I needed to know if he was hurt. “Is everyone okay. Did anyone get hurt?”

Lord Demious frowned. “One of my guards got attacked. His wounds are grievous, but he’ll live.”

“I’m sorry.” I held in the tears, fearing it was Baine. “And Alicia?”

“Missing.”

“How?”

Lord Demious leaned forward and took my hand. “Don’t worry about the others. I have good news.”

His touch made me want to recoil underneath the blankets. “Oh?”

He smiled wide and my chest heaved with panic.

“After seeing you attack that darkthing, I know you’re the one. Congratulations, Rosalie, I choose you.”

No, he can’t choose me.

“I’ll let you rest. We’ll announce it at dinner.” With that he kissed my hand and left the bedroom.

Once the door closed, I sobbed into the pillow.

Baine had tried to help me escape and I ignored the chance. Now, he could be the guard hurt, and worse, I would have to marry Lord Demious. The girls would be sent away, and I had to hope Baine would find a way to save them.

I didn’t want to marry Lord Demious, not after realizing how much I cared for Baine. The thought made my chest ache with pain and anxiety.

Reaching up to my neck, I sobbed realizing the collar had been fastened back on, keeping me and my magic a slave. I threw the pillow across the room with a scream.

What have I done?

Stupid, idiot.

Pulling at the ends of my hair, I cried out. I wanted to punch something, to let out my anger and frustration that threatened to consume me.

How was I going to marry that vile man? And would he keep this collar on me knowing how powerful I really was? My home, my firehawks . . . and Baine. Would I be forced to be near him every day and not touch him? How could I finally find someone who made me feel alive and have them be torn from my grasp.

My mind frantically thought of Lord Demious and how I would be forced to have his child. When I refused, would he use those black tentacles of his to tie me up and make me submit?

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