Svetlana
My heart pounded heavily as I walked out into the king’s chamber, ever since the kiss, for strange reasons, I was ordered to start serving him personally.
I hated it, I wanted to be as far away as possible. My heart pounded whenever I heard his name, footsteps or even if he stepped into the same room with me, regardless of whether he was close or not.
I inhaled softly, my head was bowed and I placed the wine and goblet on the table, turning around almost immediately.
A growl made me pause, followed by a hiss and groan. It felt strange. I waited for a few seconds, knowing he would say something.
He would walk to me and probably push me against the wall while holding my neck. I shivered at the thought of it, shutting my eyes slowly for reasons only God knew.
I popped my eyes o
