Dragon's Sorceress Queen

37. Suspects

Third Person's POV-

*SPLASH*

"Huh!" Nina gasps when a jug of ice cold water splashes on her skin, ripping it. She shudders feeling the water trickling down her warm insides and inhales deeply.

"Ah-oh, did I wake you up?" Roald asks smirking. Nina stiffens hearing his voice and instantly tears fill her eyes.

"What do you want?"

"You, my love." Roalds says instantly crouching in front of her. He tilts her head and admires Nina's scared face.

Nina brings her bound legs closer and wraps her bound arms around them. The irregular floor scrapes her skin but what else could expect in a cold, dark cell?

"What was it you said the other time? You'd tell the Queen about my bad deeds to you. Hmm... but I see you didn't even got the chance to say 'Hello' to her." Roald chuckles darkly making her flinch even now.

"I'll be out. She'll save me." She answers meekly. That is all she is holding onto. The hope of getting helped by her best friend.

Nina whimpers when the back of Roald's hand hit her in the face. Roald exhales heaving and stands up to control himself.

He suddenly smiles looking at the dirty, tainted wall in front of him and smiles. Smiling he faces Nina again, "That will take time if it would ever be possible. You see, the King has been poisoned. And the Lords suspect the Queen. She is under arrest now. So, lose the hope, she'd ever come to your rescue." He says.

"She wouldn't ever poison him." Nina argues making Roald smile at her innocence yet again.

"That is the fact only you and me knows." He chuckles again and Nina finally pull herself together to look at him.

"You did it, didn't you? You don't want her to know what you did to me. Now, that she is back and her lie about being sick is known to everyone, you don't have anything to use against me and shut my mouth. So, you are trying to make us stay apart. You did this deliberately." Nina says in an understanding tone.

"Wow, you are getting smart staying with me." He fakes surprise and crouch in front of her again.

"So you see, it is important for you stay apart. Unless, of course, you aren't anymore alive to spit anything."

Making her shudder her again, Roald leaves the cell with a satisfied smile on his face.

Oh Goddess, Why are you doing this? Who would want to poison the King?

Probably, Roald? Or someone else?

Rosabelle's POV-

How the things changed, I don't know. How did the Lords get this notion of me being the culprit, I don't know.

Who tried to poison me, I don't know. And I hate it for not knowing the answers.

Who could hate me so much to kill me? Gold, but I haven't done anything really extreme to her. Ma? She said she wants something from me. She wouldn't try to kill me and moreover, she wanted Dargan and me to consummate this marriage.

Or maybe, it was really for Dargan, but as Elenaor said, the culprit has to know about Dargan's visit to my chamber if it was for him. And no one knew about it except for me, Dargan, Ma, Elea— Eleanor. Eleanor isn't really close to her brother. They never talk, never spend time together and seem distant. Could it be— No, what are you thinking Rosabelle. Why would Eleanor do so? But why wouldn't she? Because they do not seem to be close to care for each other, and perhaps, Eleanor sees him as a rival for the throne.

Oh Goddess! How far have I gone blaming her? But, could she really? I mean, everyone in the wing knows that I do not drink wine. Maids couldn't have done that. Nina couldn't have even though about it and same goes for Ma. So, the only person who has a reason seems to be Eleanor. Now, whether it was meant for me or her brother, this makes a little sense.

"Eleanor didn't even like me from the very starting. Probably because the marriage gained Dargan my Kingdom's support as well. And it would considerably be harder for her take over."

I mutter under my breath as the things fall in place. I don't want to think so, but what if... it is indeed true.

I sigh but the confusion and fear can't leave me now that it has already gripped me. Captive in this plain, small room, I don't have any other choice than to think of what has occurred to me just now.

Third Person's POV-

"Ah!" The girl on her knees moans in utter pleasure as Ralph pounds in her faster than the each previous thrust. He has her long hair in his grip to pull at them as he pleases. His other hand digs in her waist to keep her steady as he pounds in her harder and deeper.

"Ohhh my Goddd," She grunts matching his pace.

"Yeah, take it all!" Ralph grunts smacking her ass and grins when he hears her whimper, but out of pleasure.

It doesn't take long for the woman to spill her c*m all over his c**k after the s***k. Her walls tighten around him and she reaches her fourth o****m.

"Agh!" Ralph grunts feeling his balls tighten. He s****s her one more time and her jiggling red ass cheek becomes his stimulation.

He cums in her and pulls out. The woman falls on her side and he chuckles.

"You want another round or you satisfied enough to give me a place here?" He asks to the woman heaving on the bed with parted leaves and dreamy eyes.

"You can live. I don't think I can take anymore of that beast of a cock." She breathes out.

"Well, it has its fair experience." Roald winks at her making her chuckle while still breathless.

All done. I told Tara, there won't be any problem finding a place to live. He just worries for nothing.

"Does the other one need a convincing as well?" Roald asks about the other woman living in the house. He needed a place to live for the night at least and the two sisters could provide it. Now, he needs to make sure they enjoy his company, as a payment. And, Ralph could pay them ten times more willingly.

"How long are you gonna stay though?" The woman asks propping on her elbows as Ralph pulls his pants up.

I need a bath.

He thinks before replying, "Why? You want me to go already?"

"No. I'm planning to give that beast a permanent stay here. No rent or whatever." She says.

"Sorry, sweety. But I promise, as long as I stay here, you won't feel lonely." He says grinning before again joining her in the bed.

"So, I'm new here. I don't know much, but what do you think about the Queen? Is she adapting well here, in the Royal Kingdom?"

"Oh, she is great!" Ralph smiles instantly hearing good about her. Since he has stepped in the Royal Kingdom after passing the test of joining, he has asked countless people about their views about the Queen. He didn't get all positives, but none of them were negative as well. Some praised her and some wise said that it was too early to judge her but she is good in strength.

Tara would be happy to know.

He smiles listening to her combat skills once again.

Somewhere in the middle of the forest-

Tara has just finished writing a letter. It is to make him know about the threat, Louis Azganati.

Now, that Ralph was in the Royal Kingdom keeping eyes on Rosabelle, he can focus on this particular threat. It irks him to sit here among his people and not do anything to the person who could be planning something vile against the Royal Kingdom which would be bad for Rosabelle as well. So, he couldn't wait for the morning to arrive. He prepared the letter and sealed it with a slim stem of a plant.

Rolling it one more time in his hands, Tara comes out of his study and stands beside a white pegion. He opens the cage and the pegion quickly sits on his fingers. He replaces his finger with the rolled letter and pats the pet's head before it flies to the clouds in the dark night.

Tara stands there until he finally loses the sight of the pegion. He walks to his resting chamber and calls it a night.