After King Theo finished drinking from the lady she started to touch him, but he stopped her.
“Leave,” he compels her, and she leaves, against her will.
King Theo sweeps the hair away from Princess Gwenda’s face, “I will not have another woman in our bed ever again.”
Stubbornly she turns her back on him, “a little bit too late for that.”
King Theo laughs at her, “I like you, and soon you will like me too.”
‘The hell I will,’ Princess Gwenda thinks to herself, tired and all she wants right now is to fall asleep.
The next morning, she woke up, King Theo staring at her. Feeling creeped out she sat up, still naked.
“May I go take a bath?” she asks.
“You don’t have to ask,” King Theo laughs at her silliness.
Princess Gwenda stands up from the bed and walks over to the bathroom, the ro
