Chapter 7

Chapter 7

I swallowed hard, with a frown. Does he want me to bath in his shower? Never! But yes please, it's been ages since I get a royal treatment, bath in a clean bathroom and not a dump.

I just have to bury my pride. I rolled my eyes at him and then bounced inside the bathroom.

The place had fog, clean, serene and beautiful. It smells of mint and lavender.

The fragrance from this place hits my nose and I felt rejuvenated. Hurriedly, I took off my clothes and walked into the water.

It was quite deep, more like a pool. It took me a while to suspend my body inside this water, although I was frighten but I just wanted to enjoy the moment of having a wonderful bath before I die.

It seems I'm getting fond of the word death and I see it as something usual.

How warm and cozy it feels. It made me smile, it made sad at the same time. I was missing this.

A loving treatment that would make me forget a part of me...

I heard the door squeak open and rolling my eyes, I found him inside. My eyes widens at him as I was frighten. Why was he hear and staring at me with that lustful gaze?

"Fuck!" I screamed diving into the water and shivering. Unfortunately, I was almost getting drowned because I wasn't really good at swimming.

Water gushed inside me as I flap my hands and tried to maintain balance. When I was able to lift my head, I found his mockery face still staring and I coughed diving back inside the water and this time around, the water took me with it.

While I sink down, I felt my pass life flash pass me. I gurgled, feeling weak and tired. I wanted to leave, I wanted to find the happiness I never experienced, I wanted to return home, to earth if there's a chance.

My body was suspended as blood drool out from my nose, my eyes were open and I couldn't feel my body.

Then I saw a shadow, maybe the soul gripper who has come to carry me. It was coming at me, fast. It had a long hair which covered its face. I couldn't tell if he were a girl or body but I was sure I wouldn't be seeing that king again.

My eyes stared empty at the figure, it was fast and I shut my eyes.

I felt my body lifted up, and then falling down again, I arched my legs, no longer feeling the warmth of the water but rather something heavy fell on me.

Then I heard a voice calling out to me.

He was the only one that calls me that.

"Ela!"

I am Elena not Ela! Why was his voice in my head and not the voice of a supernatural being like God or the devil?

"Maid!"

"Wake up!"

I felt his mouth in mine as he sulk my breath and then pulled away. It was soft and squishy.

I cough out water and opened my eyes feeling weak and tired. It took a while to get a lucid picture of the man kneeling with me in his arms.

I was jinxed as my hands were on his chest and a spark suddenly lights me up inside.

My eyes met with his and I froze. I was in his arms, at least not naked because I was wearing one of his outfit which was oversized for me.

I flinch, trying to push him away from him but i kept falling back to him. His grip on me was firm and he had cupped my cheeks, looking into my ears like though he'd burn me. Perhaps, he desired to ask why I was still alive.

Why did he save me.

"I told you, I have to kill you myself, don't ever try killing yourself!" He warns coldly and I sulk me breath feeling weightless and weak.

Who is at fault? I cough and sneezed, wiping my face with my palm to give him a respond.

"Don't come barging in on a lady when she's having her bath" I repeat and he narrows his eyes at me.

It was wrong talking back at a king but he should fucking learn manners.

"I am the king and I go anywhere I want" he pointed out glaring at me.

"A king should also respect his subjects"

"Respect?" He mutters with a scoff as his release his grip on me and I fell to the hard ground.

His body glows and I guess he was angry.

That was my mistake replying him. When I flustered my eyes again, I found in the woods, holding his bow and arrows to hurt creatures and foreign aliens.

If I were asked how I got here, I'd say, he teleported with me. Earlier, when he left me, I knew something would come up.

He was suddenly pacing to and fro with a frown like I was his burden or problem to begin with.

He was mumbling and to my surprise I heard him clearly.

"She dares speak back to me? Why doesn't it affect me? I should have left her to drown!"

I tried to stand up from the ground, find my clothes and quietly leave. I didn't want to listen to him complaining about me.

but then he said;

"You're nothing but a slave!"

It was as though he was telling himself to accept that fact, I felt he, tried to convince himself because he wasn't looking at me.

At last, I found my dress and picked it.

"And do you know what I do to slaves who speak against me?"

His next lines had his eyes staring at me, I crouch the clothes closer to my chest and inhaled softly.

Before I could think of the next respond if yes or no, he paced near where I stood, took my arms and faced the wall.

At first, I thought he would ram my head on it and I cringe only to find out we teleported through the walls and I was staring at a vast forest.

It was my first time being here and it looks so different.

Dark tree trunks, shadows, overhanging limbs across the path seen at the last second, clumps of bushes, barely visible black trails snaking through the undergrowth.

The moon shining through a lattice of leaves, patchy sky and stars seen in glimpses through tree breaks.

Cobwebs were in my face, cold, dewy leaves sliding across skin, slipping on wet leaves and mushrooms, tripping on bumpy roots, stones, dead fall.

The moon slipping through leaves, cracking undergrowth with each step, creaking tree trunks, the flutter of wings unseen, snapping twigs, grass and weed sliding against pant legs, breathing sounds, coyote calls, fox yipping, wolves howling and snarls.

The gothic feeling made me scared that I became speechless.

He had even taken his bow and arrow without me noticing it.

He shoved it at me and I fell to the ground due to the weight. It was fucking heavy. When he took it from my hand, I felt a burden being lifted up.

I was standing beside him, pertrified at how creep the woods look. Where we going to hunt? Not bad.

I shuddered as he was pointing the arrow at my face. One shot would paralyze me as it was contains a high voltage running inside it.