Sebastian dragged me from the car and into the mansion. Everytime I tried to pull free of his grip on my arm, he tightened his grip. It was beginning to hurt.
"For god's sake, I am a Queen, and I can walk on my own without you dragging me," I growled furiously.
"Maybe I just like feeling you squirm in my hand," he sneered at me.
He began dragging me upstairs. I was struggling to keep up with him at some points, almost tripping on a couple of occasions. I hated this, but I had to make sure Robert would be on his way to me, before I killed Sebastian.
"I will have food sent to you shortly," he whispered, so quietly I almost didn't hear him, as he continued to drag me.
He dragged me down the corridor of the west wing. He opened the door and almost threw me into the bedroom, before sl
