Chosen By The Moon

Chapter 17

“My dad, would be rolling in his grave if he could see the world you and your family built.” I must have had a death wish, because I could feel the kings anger radiating off him every time I spoke.

“Do you think that because you are my mate and queen you are exempt from punishment! You’re stupid father was a war criminal and got what he deserved. If you keep up this attitude youll end up worse off.” He spat at me his fist clenched and his body tense, in fact I thought he might have even shifted but he managed to control himself. “Your mine! From the moment I saw you in the hallway until death parts us. You belong to me!”

“I don’t belong to anybody. If my dad were alive he’d never have let you take me!” The atmosphere was b almost insufferable. The king however had an answer for everything.

becoming

“He’s dead! And your mother had no issues with me taking you. She knew you were mine. Now one more word of this and you’ll have regrets for weeks, do you understand me?” I glared at him and sighed. I know when I’ve been defeated. So I turned my head to the window and got lost in my thoughts. So much had happened that I couldn’t comprehend so quickly.

I silently watched the outside world zoom past before I saw a giant gate come into view. The limousine passed through with ease and finally the king spoke once more.

the front of the castle. Once the vehicle had come to a stop, the Kings door was opened by a man in a suit, and he gracefully climbed out. Before I could blink my door was opened by a man in an identical suit and a hand was held out for me to take. Ignoring it I too climbed out and had a

who

the side of

main castle doors a line of servants waited to greet the king. I was led to the front of the line by the king whose hand was

they were simply greeting the king. “Harriet and Lauren, will be your handmaiden.” He gestured to two girls, they both looked to be about 20, their hair was placed in an extremely neat bun and

pleasure to serve you, your highness.” Harriet spoke

in front of the next person in the line. Greta, was a middle aged woman, she had a hard face and her grey hair was tied

are a very beautiful young lady. I look forward to working with you. Your majesty.” This is far too weird, it’s too much to take in. She too performed a low curtsy before I was led

used to doing. The king growled slightly before grabbing my arm and turning my body towards him, his finger gently took hold of my chin and lifted it slightly to his eye level. “A queen, never lowers her head

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my ear.