Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 133 Fever dreams of horror

It was red everywhere. The dark room she had once feared was no where in sight, she was surrounded by the bloodiest red. It looked as if it oozed down in big fat drops, the sight made her shiver.

Doris stood and looked around the area. Part of her was well aware that she was dreaming-she had to be. But the other half wasn’t so convinced. It felt real. She felt as if she was there, seeing every inch of this massacre. Was it blood? No, it couldn’t be. There were no bodies, no sense of life around her

except

Her hands were covered in it, as were her bare legs. She wore a torn dress as if she had just come from a bloody wedding. A diamond ring even sat on her ring finger. When she tried to take it off, she heard a sharp laugh behind her. “Doris….”

A voice called from the shadows. Doris hesitated before she stepped towards the sound. “William? Is that you?”

“Oh, I know you wish it was…” The voice hissed. Doris stopped her steps and tried to move back, but there was now a wall behind her. “Your groom is waiting at the alter for you, what are you doing here?” The voice asked. She swore it sounded like William, but also—it didn’t sound like him at all.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about—“

“Sure you do. It’s all you ever wanted, isn’t it? William gave up his throne for you.” The voice sounded as if it was now behind her. She quickly turned to see fresh blood seeping down the walls. “It’s for the better, he would have killed everyone if he had become king.”

“That’s not true, he’s a good man.” Doris backed away from the bleeding wall and fell right into a pool of blood. She gasped as she tried to swim out of it, but the edges stretched on.

“He already killed two of his brothers, I’m not sure I would consider than a good man.” The voice laughed.

Doris tried to get out of the blood, but it only pulled her further in as if it was an ocean.

“Where do you think all the blood came from?” The voice said against her ear. Doris screamed and was pulled down to the bottom of the bloody pool.

be some sort of funeral from all of the black. Doris slowly calmed herself before she stood up to see what was happening. She passed rows

every direction to try and catch him, but there was nothing but

She looked around for a sign of

towards the front. There

over their chests as if they were in a peaceful sleep. Doris collapsed next to Beth’s coffin and tried to wake her. “Oh, she’s gone. She tried to stop you from marrying the prince so he ripped out her heart.” The voice said. It almost sounded as if he was happy. “In fact, I think they all

do this! He would

blind, but you are

knees and tried to force herself to wake up. The sound of loud steps made her body tremble. When she looked up, William was walking towards her in a crisp

were shoved deep in his pockets and he looked down at her with some sort

his hand out to her, it had blood all over it. “It’s time to

her feet. He tilted his head as he watched

didn’t sound like him at all. It was as if something deeper was speaking inside him and he was saying the words along with it. “Come now. Let’s go

anger covered his face as he started stomping towards her. Doris moved back and suddenly, William stopped dead in

if it was ripping out of him. It tore William in

him. The

to me!” It

with William

screams. She thrashed under his hold and he refused to let her go.

through a fight with her. The images of her dream were slowly fading away, but she

his grip on her and cautiously

ears to take a better look at her. His hands were warm as they gripped her face, she

real?” Doris whispered. Her voice was so small, even to her own ears. William frowned

the side effect of taking the blood. I don’t know why everyone reacts this way, but they do. I only gave you a few drops”