Chosen By The Moon

CHAPTER 46

Dylan POV

I hadn’t noticed how long I had been bathing for, until a small knock sounded on one of the many locked entrances of the bathroom.

“Your Grace, it is time to prepare you for the king tonight. You have been in there for over an hour.” I ignored my handmaiden and continued to bathe, try

“Get out at once, his grace will not be happy if you are not ready and waiting for him.” The old bitch that calls herself my dresser, was hammering on the door, ordering me to leave

still in the bath tub.

Ready and waiting? She made me sound like I was a fucking object or his dinner. I’m not gonna sit or stand in his room like an ornament just waiting for

Before I could comprehend what was going on I heard a final bang on the door, the lock snapped and the old hag stood in the now broken doorway and fixed her tight skirt. Great, I forgot abo

She gasped immediately as she looked at my wrinkled form still sat in the water. She turned to the shower quickly and flipped it on before storming over to me, grabbing my left arm and dragging it out of the bath.

“His grace will be up here in less than 20 minutes and you aren’t even washed properly.” She threw me into the shower and slammed the door closed. “G

Either way, she left absolutely no room for arguments and stayed staring at my naked form with pure hatred. in her irises. So I quickly washed my hair, a

stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around my body. I was grabbed once again and marched to the bedroom of my nightmares where I wa

“Get dressed now! His grace is already in his room. Once again there was no room of arguments as she left the room, my bedroom door was slammed on the door brought me out of my inner spiral and with a thick gulp, I slipped the undergarment on, and sat on the end the of my bed. My sight never leav

I had absolutely no intention of looking at myself in the mirror again. I hated clothes like this. Men never dressed up for women in bed, and yet, here I was, basically a wrapped present that was just waitin

He locked me up for a month, I was starving, I was beaten and most of all I was on my way to becoming

completely broken, and he expected me to accept him? What a joke, I knew, I knew what he was about to do to me, especially looking at my attire, he h

I actually think my protests help get him off. I think he enjoys taking everything from me, I know he wants me to be his and his alone, but he enjoys hurtin

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My door once again opened and the old hag barged in. She took one look at me sat on my bed and nodded, roughly grabbing my upper arm again and dragging me to my still bare feet. On the way out some stupid perfume was sprayed onto me then I w

The old woman knocked on the door before opening it and shoving me in at the kings request to enter. The door then slammed behind me and I took the

His bed was huge, the sheets a pure silk as they neatly rested on his large mattress. The king was dressed in a simple pair of boxer shorts, and a silk un

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