《The Warmonger's Runaway Princess (Complete)》Chapter 22 **Malory’s Choice**
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Jorne, do you know how handsome you are? Do you have any idea how much I held back before? How much I can still see how great you are to me?
It was a scary thing, on how practically perfect he was for me. I loved how devoted he was, how patient he was, how handsome he was…He had tried to help me become a Queen along the way, had helped me understand some things, had helped me endure my loneliness without my father. Now that I think about it, perhaps I had thought I was alone but never had been. In his own way, of making me look after his residence, of knowing when I was a maid and of taking one small step at a time to get closer to me, he had shown me his love…
“I love you…You…I love you…” I stated, arching myself into him as we drove ourselves to some unexplainable pleasurable height.
“I love you too, Olivia.”
Relaxing, more like flopping into his arms, we both breathed heavy and sweat was dripping down from not just our faces. We were exhausted, we could sleep within moments but…We both didn’t want too!
Feeling his hand go across my slippery skin, I too put my hand down his back.
“What changed your mind?” He suddenly asked.
I lazily looked at him and smiled, “Actually, I was supposed to seduce you. You ruined my plans!”
He chuckled and then after a moment he let me go, laying me down on the bed, “Then seduce away, my dear!”
Looking at him with half opened eyes, I let out a laugh, “Isn’t it a bit useless now!”
Feeling his hand trail down my naked body, I opened my eyes completely and watched him.
“You do a fine job of seducing me…A very fine job…”
Was he talking to me? Did he just give away some kind of secret?
“Really?”
He looked away but clearly…I think I must be doing fine too as he was holding one of my breasts now in his hands.
“I’m not even doing anything though.” I state, almost ready to laugh.
“Yes…It does worry me, the power that you could hold if you actually do try to seduce me with this body…How much will I be able to endure!?”
Jorne fell beside me and took me into his arms.
“I don’t want to sleep.” He stated in his arrogant prince way.
I smiled with my eyes closed and put my hands over his, just humming out a noise to state that I heard him.
We really were made for each other, I think. I didn’t have to act like anyone else, I just had to be me and he…Well he can be the idiotic Warmonger that looks handsome and acts perfect. We got on, even if we were fighting! We were attracted to one another…We both wanted to same things…
“When the child is born you can be the one without sleep then…” I simply stated.
I felt a pinch on my arm, making me let out a yelp and then I heard him chuckle.
“No…” Was all he said, cuddling me tighter.
I smiled lazily and then said, “No…What?”
I don’t know what it was…Were we drunk? Were we crazy?
The words spoken between us were laughter…They were fun and happy. There was no evidence of sadness anywhere, like it didn’t exist…It was just two people not wanting to sleep but unable to do anything but lazily speak backwards and forwards and let out chuckles.
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“You just said that I could seduce you…”
“Mmm, how…How could you seduce this Prince. Tell me.”
“You’re a pervert…”
“Tell me…”
“My finger?”
“…Finger?”
“Yeah, just one finger, it’ll be enough!”
“…Mmm, I agree…Just one finger will be enough.”
“See! Oomph!”
“I’ll keep it in mind for next time…”
“Jorne…”
Waking, to find myself alone, I cringe to my body’s pain.
Dam…
Looking beneath the covers, I see that I had clothes on and that I even felt like I had been cleaned to a certain extent. Then I frowned…
Jorne must have done this…
Did he get any sleep at all then?
Remembering having fallen asleep in his arms, I mustn’t have woken up to him wiping me down and dressing me up.
We had sweated that much that he may have been worried that I might catch a cold if I stayed like that.
A sweet feeling went through me and I smiled.
I was pretty lucky. He already was a busy man without me by his side, but he still shows complete care for me, only giving himself more to do.
I really should make sure that I work hard too then!
…It didn’t help that the first thing I find out after this thought, is that the day was already nearly half gone already…
Might not be a great start to wanting to work hard then…
Getting up, it seemed perfect timing for a maid to come in…Like she had been watching and waiting for this exact moment.
“Your Highness, you’ve had Lady Malory come by early, who left, and Prince Elijah had come to show his respects, but he also left.”
“…Oh…” I stated, rubbing my eyes. “Very well. Send a message to Lady Malory, or her husband the General, to state that I am sorry and would like to see them.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
Sitting down at the small table, which was here for times such as these, I looked at the food on it with hungry eyes.
Putting something in my mouth, I then remembered that the new maid had stated something about Prince Elijah just now.
It would be nice to see him again!
“After I eat, I will be seeing the Second Prince.”
“Yes, Your Highness!”
I really should get used to having a maid…Besides, while I eat, they can get my attire ready…Saves me time! If I were a merchant, saving time is like saving money!
Right…Use my maid well!
These thoughts led me to be reminded of Diane. Really, I wonder if this maid was just as sweet as her…
Suppose I’ll find out in no time…It’ll be my luck though, if the maid is bad or…Or she’s from the weasel!
***
“…Sister…In law?”
I laughed at the Prince’s obvious and questionable look.
Scaring him, because I suddenly got close to his ear, I pulled him over towards me so that I could whisper into his ear, “The vixen is ganna get it!”
“So, it was…”
I put a hand over his mouth, seeing the guards look at this in horror and I quickly whispered, “Shh! It’s a secret!”
Letting him go and pulling back, I watched as the guards did not take their hands off their swords. Even my own guards were doing it…I guess they need more time to know who their real master was!
The Prince saw what I was looking at and put a hand out, “There is no danger here.”
The guards were faithful to the Prince, placing their hands to their sides but eyed me…They obviously didn’t trust me…
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I let out a laugh and turned back to the Prince, “I must thank you! Oh…And sorry I did not see you this morning when you came to see me.”
It was great that the Prince understood the ‘Thank you’, because it was for when he had helped me get out of the palace a while ago. Actually, it really was quite scary how quickly he found me out! Everyone else just eyes me and has second thoughts written all over their faces but the Prince got me straight away! Well, I suppose saying ‘vixen’ helped a lot…
The Prince stared at me for a moment and then nodded, “You are my superior…”
“Stupid!” I state, putting a grape into my mouth.
“Your Highness!” One of the guards’ state but the Prince smiled and put a hand out to silence him, “You of all people should understand rules in the palace…My sister in law…”
I looked at the Prince and suddenly went into a laughter.
He was saying this to the maid that had been with him, the me from a while ago.
I had been stopped many times by not only guards but he himself and a few others about the rules in the palace.
The prince laughed with me and when we stopped, I said, “It’s amazing that I didn’t get killed from continuing to disrespect the rules of the palace!”
The Prince sighed, “Perhaps it was known all along that you were really the Princess. They knew that they could not touch you!”
With that said, I narrowed my eyes and suddenly a thought came to me…Was it Jorne? Did he make it so that I could get away with doing whatever I wanted?
A smile came to my face and my eyes grew soft then, I couldn’t explain how I knew but I did…Jorne had made sure that nothing bad had happened to me while I was a maid. He really was so…
Ahh!
I put a hand to my cheeks and quickly tried not to get too carried away!
“Sister in law?”
After a quick moment, I smiled at the Prince, and said, “It was Jorne.”
Seeing the Prince think about it, I nodded, and he nodded too. “I see…”
“Run faster…Fas…”
I turned towards the female’s yelling voice, to see a horrible sight.
Malory was full of sweat as she tried to cart around the vixen that was on the back of what she was pulling.
Normally something like this was used outside, or at farms, but why was Malory pulling the vixen on this and inside the palace!?
The vixen had gotten off by now and walked straight to the Prince, looking at me with narrowed eyes.
“What is the meaning of this!?” The Prince asked, as I went to Malory and freed her.
Malory didn’t look at me, nor anyone else, she just had clenched hands and breathed…Breathed in and out and blinked…
Did she turn herself off or something?
Taking her into my embrace, I rubbed her back.
I don’t know what they were talking about over there, but I tried hushing Malory into a better state.
It really hadn’t been long after more people came, one in which was the husband of Malory…
“Malory!”
It was mere moments ago that Malory had been with me, as she was now with the General.
It seemed that word had gotten to them somehow…And it was nice timing too!
“Precious? What happened! Tell me!”
Feeling Jorne’s arms around me, I think he was making sure that I wasn’t hurt, I then turned to look at the vixen and shook my head. Was she an idiot?
Hearing a baby crying, the vixen showed a deep frown, making me angrier.
“Shut that thing up!” She stated. “Not only a slave but has barbarian blood! That thing doesn’t belong here!”
Yeah, I had enough! Malory was not a slave, nor did it matter if she had barbarian blood!
Walking up to the vixen, I slapped her! I was really tired of her thinking she was so great! How can someone be great when they make a big deal out of something that can’t be changed, like that of blood…
She was so far from great that…She just wasn’t great! She was bad! Pathetic!
“Whatever my guest is, they are still a guest! Who are you to chastise my guest and force her to move you around on this…This thing!?” I said.
“She’s not your guest! She is my sister! She’s here to torment me and make me look bad! Send her away this instant!” The vixen yelled back.
I took in a huge breath and tried to remember my own decision, of trying my best to be a good Princess but…It was just so hard already!
Turning away from what was making me more and more angry, I looked at Malory, who was already in the General’s arms and looked like she was asleep. Neil was holding baby Jordan and I wondered how this had happened…How did the vixen get a hold of Malory in the first place!?
That’s right…Malory had come to see me earlier…
Had the vixen come to take Malory then? And…Did Malory think she would be alright and gave the child to Neil?
“No! I am the wife of the Prince! You can not do that to me!” I heard, making me turn my head back to the vixen.
“Then, as a wife to the Prince, you should act accordingly! Take her away!” Jorne stated heavily.
He was obviously mad…Very mad!
Just like me, it seemed that he was about to lose his composure. We really were similar in some cases…
“Are you alright?” Jorne asked me, shaking me slightly.
I smiled at him and nodded, “I’m fine. I’m more worried about Malory.”
Jorne took another look at me, before turning towards the General, “Malory?”
Seeing the General, with narrowed eyes, nod, I see him eye the vixen and her every move as she slowly went further and further away.
We knew then that something had to be done…If the vixen was let off too easy, the general would not be pacified!
“Olivia, stay here while I take Kael and Malory…”
“I get it…” I interrupted, then hit my head…I shouldn’t interrupt!
“I’m sorry.” I said, bowing my head.
Hearing a chuckle, I see my hands get taken into his and look up.
“You don’t have to change, sweet Olivia.” He kissed one of my hands and smiled, “You are fine, just the way you are…”
Uh? How’d he know that I wanted to be a better Princess?
Was I that transparent?
Seeing him chuckling again, I frowned, “Weren’t you going to do something!?”
He sighed and nodded, “I’ll see you later.”
When he went to turn and let go of my hands, I held onto one of his hands instead.
He turned to me and I blinked…
Why hadn’t I let him go?
He eyed me and then smiled.
Coming closer to me, he asked, “Is your body alright?”
I nodded, feeling heat rush to my cheeks.
“We’ll have dinner together.”
I nodded again, agreeing…But why dinner? Why not lunch?
“Mmm, then I’ll be spending the night with you in your chambers.”
I looked up at him, flushed cheeks and all and then looked down. “…Tired…”
Feeling him close to my ear, I lift my shoulders unconsciously.
“Even just to sleep with you in my arms.” He whispered.
I looked at him and tried to keep my voice low, “Are you tired?”
“…Oh, are you asking me?” He asked.
I nodded, “Did you sleep at all?”
He smiled and shook his head, “…But I’m not tired…”
Staring at him in amazement, thinking he was like some kind of god or something, I didn’t even notice that we weren’t even in the best place to become so…Close…
Before I knew it, Jorne had gone and I was still left in a daze…
Lowering my head, I waited for my flushed cheeks to simmer down and my thoughts to come back to normal, but it wasn’t easy…
The Prince had stayed, and I felt his eyesight on me, making me look up.
“They all left. Don’t worry Royal sister…” The Prince then smirked, “No one has the courage to state anything about your personal matters!”
Raising my eyebrows, I let out a small laugh, “What do you know about personal matters!? You are still too young to understand!”
I wanted to hit this boy!
“I’m not too young! I am even married you know!” The Prince stated, showing me a face that made him look knowledgeable.
Pfft!
“Still drinking milk, aren’t you?” I asked.
The Prince shook his head, “No, I am not!”
“I don’t believe you!” I said, narrowing my eyes at him.
“Then…Then…Don’t!” The Prince said…
That’s right…He wasn’t really all that good with this type of thing was he…
I let out a laugh and pat him on the head. “Don’t worry little man, you’ll grow up sooner than you think!”
“I have grown up!” He stated, trying to get my hand away from him.
“I beg to differ!” I stated, patting his head again.
And just like a little boy, it became a game for me to pat him and he to stop me from doing it…
***
“You are telling me that this bad excuse for a human being, needs to survive?” Kael asked through clenched teeth.
Jorne narrowed his eyes to Kael, “It is understandable that what Lady Venus did to Malory is something that needs to be punished for, but that specific punishment is not death!”
“It’s ok…” Malory stated, stepping in between them.
Until this moment, Malory had been quiet.
“It is not ok!” Kael nearly yelled, softening after seeing Malory flinch, “My Precious wife, you were humiliated, don’t forget as well what she has done to you in the past!”
Malory lifted her hand to her husband’s face and immediately he softened up completely. Never did he soften like this to anything else besides he wife…
“I fine. I choose to do task, instead of other…” Malory took a breath and said, “I am fine…I choose to do this task…Instead of another.”
Kael smiled at her, her words were getting so much better and it made him so proud of her!
“What other task?” Jorne asked, paying more attention to the words that were spoken, not how they were spoken.
“Lady Venus…Wanted me to take…A vial.” Malory stated, looking at Jorne with determination.
“…What kind of vial?” Jorne asked.
“It is to stop from getting pregnant. She even said that she will give to…Give it to the Crowned Princess and the other wife of the second Prince.”
Silence overcame the three of them, as Neil and the little boy had not come inside the royal dungeon.
Jorne clenched his fist and took a deep breath to calm down.
If Lady Venus had things her way, he and his wife would not be able to have children!
He wanted to kill her!
“Instead, I wish to give the vial and make her have it instead.” Malory frowned and then spoke again. “I want her to drink it, instead.”
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