Return to the King

Chapter 10

Amelia’s POV

My body was numbing. Shivering and numbing by the second. I have no clue how much time has passed, but I was not going to last long in this freezer. They threw me in here with no water or food to eat. My stomach has been raging and the amount of water I could drink right now would be endless.

I was practically squeezing my body to gain some heat, rubbing my legs and arms, rubbing my hands together, but the cold was winning this match. I waited. I wanted to see that damn face with the voice and hand that squeezed my face so I could hit him. Beat him into a pulp and walk away from this house as if I just blew the damn thing up.

Time was escaping me. However, I continued to wait. My brain was starting to tell my body to fall asleep even though I tried to fight it as long as possible. Keeping me in here was only proving my point earlier. People may think it is better to survive brutality until you escape, but I have always been a rebel in my own way. My life is in my hands and not in the hands of evil. I would never try to become submissive to any evil.

The door finally opened and I slowly lifted my head. A male of short blonde hair with black streaks stood before me. His eyes were a dark brown and his skin was pale. His hands were placed on his hips and he had a cocky, smug expression on his face. I stared at him angrily, but I doubted my frozen face was showing that.

“My,my. What do we have here? A frozen popsicle. A frozen, and hope to be a submissive popsicle. Are you ready to come out? Or do you need more time to think our little session over?”

I just stared at him. Mouth to frozen to even utter words. Words that would cut him like rubber. I just nodded my head slowly because if I had to spend one more minute in this frozen hellhole I would die. And death is not something I would like to face at the moment. No, I’m not being submissive… I’m gonna fight my way out of this and I will make this monster pay for what he did.

Two guards came in and gently picked me up, trying not to cause any harm, I guess, and dragged my limp frozen body out of the frozen storage room. The male chuckled behind us, and I was dragged off to a room. The carpet was a garnet red and soft. Curtains of a beige color were covering the windows and the walls were white as snow. I was placed on the center of the floor and clutched my body as tightly as I could. A blanket was thrown over me, and I was left in the room. Alone.

Sitting there gave me time to think. I didn’t see anyone else from where we walked. Not to the storage room or even to the room I was sitting in. It must be in another section of the house. I didn’t see any doors that could lead to the outside either. The windows in the room didn’t have bars on them.

Body, I need you to work with me right now. I know you are cold and tired, but we got to get the hell up asap. I started to rub the blanket on my legs to warm up a bit and slowly moved my arms to release the stiffness in them. It took some time, but I could start to feel my body beginning to loosen itself up a bit. Not to the point that walking was agreeable, but motion is there. I started the army to crawl towards one of the windows. It was completely brutal. Shout out to the men and women who are trained to do this because this hurts.

I got close enough to the wall and pulled myself up onto the ledge. Whimpering and fighting through the pain, I pushed up and gasped at the sight. I had to be three or 4 stories high. No wonder why there aren’t bars. No one’s stupid enough to jump out of this damn window unless they want to face death in the eyes.

“Ah, I see you noticed the height difference. Yeah, from this level, there is no escaping. I would normally get mad, but I’m going to guess that you just wanted… to take a look.”

I turned and there he was again. Staring at me with that smug look on his face. It was disgusting. I held my body up as best as possible even though my arms were giving out. Hang in their arms. We won’t let him see us fall.

He walked towards me with his arms behind his back and next I knew, one of the guards walked up behind him and whispered in his ear. The man’s face froze, but he tried to keep his disgusting, smug posture in check. He cleared his throat and ran into the hall like a nervous wreck. He was waving his hands like jazz hands while sweat started to drip down his face. Who the hell came and why the hell was this man a weak and pathetic nervous wreck all of a sudden?

I blinked repeatedly and when I noticed no one was looking, I slumped onto the floor and took several deep breaths. I looked up at the panicking male at the door and tilted my head to the left with a confused face.

“Brother! What makes you return so early from your trip? I thought you weren’t going to be here until tomorrow.”

I couldn’t hear the other males reply to the moron at the door, but I just continued to listen.

“What?! Me?! Noooo! I wouldn’t do such a thing. I promised you that I would stop doing such things to embarrass you and, well, you know the newcomers came, and I was just there to make sure everything was fine. You have a…um fiesty one on your hands that needed to be taught a lesson earlier, but that was it. …I personally say you shouldn’t talk to her! She would probably lie on me and-"

He scooted back and to the side as a tall male figure walked to the door. His hands were behind his back. Silk black hair was combed to the back,-muscular upper body with an all-black suit on. A black shirt and tie to go with it. His piercing dark brown eyes entered my soul as he stared with pure anger. I blinked as I stood on my feet and wrapped the blanket around my body. He raised an eyebrow and studied my figure, then squinted.

“Queen Amelia.” His voice sent shivers down my spine. His voice was deep to the core, filled with authority. I would not want to have this man as my father and tell me the words “I’m disappointed in you," because his voice could hurt a child’s soul while being disciplined.

“So, you're the male of the house. I’m guessing you were the one participating in that auction and not the moron behind you.”

“Bite your tongue.”

“I shall not. Since you know my name, you must know my reputation. I don’t bow to no one. Whether they throw me in a freezer with another body in it or not or pretend to be the one in charge of this show that he put on.”

He raised his eyebrows again and then turned to the moron at the door.

“Come again.”

“Brother! She is lying to you, of course! I would never-Did you just call her Queen Amelia? As in thee, Queen Amelia?!”

“Ah, you know me too? Then again I will tell you like I told you earlier. Might as well kill me because I won’t submit to you. And as for the freezer thing, the three men in this room, along with that moron in the hall, threw me into a freezer with a bag that could be big enough to hold a body in until I became numb, and almost died there. They took me out after, dear God knows how long, of being in there, and brought me here. He thought I was trying to escape, but only a fool would try that out those windows. Too far off the ground.”

“Really now?” The male said as his attention fully turned to the moron. The moron waved his hands about and the only thing to be sound was a snap from the muscular male fingers. Three more men came into the room and escorted the guards and the moron out while he pleaded for dear life.

The male turned back to me and stared at me. I blinked and he didn’t.

“Well, now that you are here, it is impossible to get out. If you do get out and go back home, someone will find you and have you killed since you have seen my face and that of my brothers.”

“I’ll leave and get out of here.”

“I wish you luck on that one, but until then,” he snapped his fingers again and two men walked in. “ I know who you are and who you married. I know more information than you think, so until I can be assured that you can be of use, you’ll be locked in a room until further notice. Expect the stylist to find you as well. I hope you come to learn you are no longer Queen Amelia while you are here and I hope you learn that quickly in order to survive here.” He turned his back and I went to charge at him but was stopped by a large force of a guard. He held me tightly and I didn’t fight. I just knew I had two people to kick now.

The men walked me down a deep, long and cold hallway. They allowed me to keep the blanket I was given, which was good for the most part. We continued to walk until I was brought to a cell. A cell with a comfortable looking bed, chains on the walls, a table. For a prisoner, I wondered why the treatment was good. They opened the door and I walked in and turned to face the guards in front of me. They closed the door and walked away. I went to bed and sat down. I studied the cell I was in and took a deep breath and exhaled. The only good thing about this was that moron was clearly not in charge and I wouldn’t have to see his face for a while.