Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

#Chapter 19 The night isn’t over yet

Doris looked down at her hand on the door handle and kept silent for a moment. She didn’t just hear that—

“Me?”

“Close the door. Since your lady has left, you stay here to serve.” William said simply.

Doris slowly turned to face him. Stay with him alone? For the whole night? Why would he want her to do that?

“Your majesty, I should go get Peter. I’m sure he would—“

“Are you defying me?” He frowned and sat up a little more.

“No! Of course not,” Doris said quickly.

“Then shut the door.”

Doris let out a low sigh and turned back to the door. Her nightmare was coming true, wasn’t it? How would she ever survive the night alone with him?

“I—I can wait out in the hallways, your majesty.” She offered, a bit of hope dangled inside her that he would let her leave. After all, he hated her. Didn’t he?

“Shouldn’t you be glad you’re here?” He snorted, she flinched at the sound. “Isn’t this what you wanted when you tried to tip Peter?”

Doris burned at his words, but stayed silent. She couldn’t tell him the real reason she was bribing Peter. She lowered her eyes to the ground and went to sit at the chair near his end table. She picked at her nails and tried not to focus on how close she was to his bed.

Her eyes shot to him when he sighed. “Candle.” He reminded her.

your majesty.” Doris leaned forward to blow

her hands on her lap. She could hear him settle into bed, rolling back and forth

to clear her mind. His room smelled lovely and inviting. Much different from the stench of alcohol on him that night

was deep and heavy, she felt her mouth was much too

 Doris wondered to herself. He’d just had a cup, perhaps he couldn’t

to trip over herself in the darkness as

against the floor as she was pulled on

saw a bit of a storm in his gaze. His eyes lowered to her mouth and suddenly he flipped them

“You really know how to earn a man’s heart, don’t you?” He said with a bite to his words, but Doris thought she heard something

want to punish

it won’t work on me.” William lowered his voice as his eyes raked her features for any sign she’d felt their mate bond like he did. It didn’t seem like she felt it at all, perhaps if she did she wouldn’t be playing with his emotions. On one hand, he’d caught her trying to get his attention more than once, on the other, she’d been nice to everyone except

shut down his feelings, he had to let

of his mate excited him, he instantly reached to undress her. She pushed at him with all of her stretch and

in shock when he saw her mark—the real mark he’d

quietly, glad the darkness hid his face enough. He flinched at himself when he heard the hurt in his own tone, it wasn’t like him to sound sad over

herself. She would not cry in front of

would probably call her crazy for not joining him in bed, even for one night. That was the kind of girl he wanted. Someone that gave up their dignity, freedom, even their lives for him and his wealth. They

the amnesty would be signed. But there was no way she would ever give up her freedom for some man. Even if that man was

in a million

Prince William sounded shocked from her response

sleep with you your majesty.” Doris

Prince William threatened, though his

She picked up one of the butter knives resting by the tea