Capítulo 12: CHAPTER TWELVE: HATRED
Hot tears streamed down my cheeks, as the thought of the cold choices I had to make hit me.
I stared at Drystan with hatred, as he sat there waiting for me to make a choice.
"I am getting tired of waiting, Agatha. You would either choose to do it or take it by force," Drystan's hoarse voice rang out in the open air.
"Let my mother-in-law go, and I shall be your queen," I muttered in sobs, biting my lower lips and slamming my eyes shut in frustration.
"Why is this happening," I thought to myself.
"Hm, that doesn't sound so bad, as long as she doesn't get on my nerves in this kingdom, I won't throw her back into the dungeon," Drystan promptly replied.
"Okay," I murmured, breathing heavily.
"Guards, get her out of that dungeon before she gets killed by heartless scorpions and snakes. Not like I care," Drystan yelled out.
"I will see you at dusk, my lady," Drystan announced with a smirk.
I puffed out a sigh of relief, my body shaking vigorously.
I rushed over to Lunaria who was being escorted out of the dungeon.
"Mother," I exclaimed, rushing towards her.
She was pale, exhausted, and frightened. I quickly hugged her to avoid her collapsing in fear.
"What did you do?" Lunaria asked with worry.
"What do you mean, mother," I responded in pretense.
"I know Drystan won't ask them to bring me out if you didn't do anything. Agatha, what deal did you make with that monster," Lunaria retorted.
"Shh, mother, they will hear you, he's the king now. I agreed to be his queen," I blurted out.
"Agatha…" Lunaria called in pity.
"Mother, we would survive in this kingdom either way, and he was going to make me his bride anyway forcefully," I argued.
"I know, thank you, Agatha," Lunaria whispered in tears.
A guard walked to me, bowing down to show his respect.
"Lady Agatha, your grace has called for you," he announced, looking down.
"Now, I should help…" I faced Lunaria in disappointment.
"It's fine Agatha, I can take care of myself, be careful," Lunaria whispered, holding both of my hands in hers.
I tried walking steadily as I approached Drystan's bed chamber but my legs failed me. The guards at the door showed me into the room and closed the door behind me.
At a glance, the room was almost dark, empty of sufficient light apart from some candles lit up in strategic corners.
The room gave off an eerie feeling that sent chills into my bones, I tried breathing in deeply to calm myself down. but before taking my second breath, Drystan appeared, startling the breath out of my lungs.
I looked around for his entry route but couldn't find any, he stood at the edge of the king-sized bed, watching me closely. As he came closer, I could see him more clearly from the faint light casting
its shadows on his features. His regal robe flowed on each side of his shoulders, his chest was bare and I could see the sparse hairs littered on it. My heart pounded in my chest, threatening to burst through my mouth any moment.
"Come closer," Drystan said and pointed at a spot with his index finger. I willed my failing legs to move and I stood some inches away from him. He sat on the bed, facing me, "closer" he urged again.
I moved again, this time I closed the distance between us. I couldn't dare to look at
him so I fixed my eyes on my feet which were encased in my light leather sandals.
"Look at me!" He thundered, pushing all the fear I had stuffed down the pit of my stomach into my head and I raised up my head to look at him, centering my gaze on his dark eyes.
"Strip" he commanded. this time urging me on with his eyes. I stood petrified, the thought of stripping myself for him repulsed me but I had no choice so I pulled my dress over my head and dropped it on the floor. I kicked off my sandals and began
tugging at my tights. Soon all my clothes were off me, leaving me bare and empty. I wrapped my arms around myself trying to warm myself up and keep myself from shaking. I was going to be strong, no matter how scared I was, I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction he craved.
His eyes roamed every inch of my body, stripping me again and again. He stood up from where he sat and walked closer to me, soon I could feel his breath crawling on my skin.
He tugged my hands away from my body and watched my face for any sign of fear.
As I tried to focus my gaze on a spot on the wall, looking for an escape from my mind, he grabbed my breasts with both of his hands and squeezed them tightly.
The pain shot through me like waves of an electric current but I refused to budge, I stood with my head high, my bottom lip quivering.
"Lie down", he commanded again and I lowered myself to the floor, looking at the bed opposite us, not bothering to wonder why he would choose to take me on the floor rather than the bed.
Obviously to make me feel pain in whatever way he can. I lay down and closed my eyes, waiting for whatever was coming next.
"Open your eyes, Agatha, I want you to look at me," Drystan blunted out.
I opened my eyes and found him towering above me, completely naked, his manhood erect and hard swinging from side to side as he looked down at me.
He lowered himself on top of me and parted my legs with his hands. I held my breath, preparing myself for the pain that would ensue.
He pushed inside me ruthlessly, tearing through the walls of my core, the pain was none like I had ever experienced before. I bite my lip, forcing myself not to cry out, not to give him the satisfaction he wanted.
He plunged in again, sending waves of pain into every joint in my body and a tear escaped my eyes. As he plunged in again and again,
I looked away from him, trying to detach myself from reality, willing myself not to react.
He grabbed my breasts, and suckled on them roughly, biting my nipples till they were sore and I just laid there like a log of wood while he did whatever he liked with my body.
Groaning into my ears as he kept on pounding inside me, tearing into me, each time worse than the last. Finally, he groaned heavily and stopped, he lay on top of me for a while breathing into my ears.
"stand-up" Drystan commanded, and I turned, bringing myself back to the present.
I picked myself up, my legs trembling and threatening to give way, I gathered my strength, ignoring the pain that racked my body, and began putting on my clothes.
"Leave" he commanded again and I let out the breath that I had been holding, I turned around
and walked out, placing one leg gingerly in front of the other, it was as though I was learning how to walk all over again. I tapped on the door and it was opened for me, I kept my head up high and walked out of the room.
Getting into my chamber, Lunaria rushed Into the chamber in a panic, with tears in her eyes she asked.
"Did you sleep with him?" Lunaria asked.
"Mother, what is it?" I asked back, gazing at her red puffy eyes
"Just answer me, Agatha. Did you or did you not?" Lunaria yelled in anger.
"I had no choice Mother," I yelled back in my heart Piercing tears.
"No…no you didn't," Lunaria yelled, and slumped to the group.
"Mother!" I yelled in a panic, rushing towards her.
"The… plague," Lunaria muttered.
"Yes Mother, what happened to the plague?" I promptly asked.
"Drystan has been infected with the deadly plague, if you slept with him; you have also been infected."
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