TAMING THE BEAST WITHIN

tightly against my spine. I can't let the breath back

ays, loosening the str

air beneath the window. "Just try not to kill my

ised she's not blind drunk. The servant ties the final loop and declares herself finished. The dress is beautiful. Light blue with thin straps and sparkling gems that

choose me yet," I say, patti

ks and scoots the servant away. She cups her hands underneath my breasts and smiles. "Your chest is full. Your

rdl

ingers through my wavy, mousy blonde locks that is pulled back

ou sa

today, she is the potential's servant. We are in his palace. All of the candidates arrived l

t a blood heir the King decided to pick out four high-born males for the role instead. It's absolutely ludicrous and hardly anyone in the

es, boats, ships and anything that can cross borderlines or oceans. For a century, our people have been confined to strict areas. Some areas have Kings while others have small gover

never had to work a day in my life, that I have servants that do everything

Maron will have to prove himself. It is no secret that Maron is his favourite and is far ahead of the other three. They will all have to go

le, do not stop smiling. Your father and I wi

this up?" I say. "All I h

s away. He likes confident girls." She grips her fingers into my shoulders and stirs me t

walk throughout the palace. Most of the girls are forced to wear dresses here, if it was up to me then I wouldn'

thout looking like something is keeping her upright from her spine. I resent her for that.

own my body in hysteria. She runs her fingers beneath my eyes and rubs o

ntable yet?

'll

ide, giving us a wide berth to pass through. The throne room has been cleared out.

eps her arm tied around mine, almost pulling me down to the front. The girls

er if she'll even notice if I casually slipped away. If I ran away.

nd her mother thinks she stands a chance?" She snorts

s a mystery as to why most of t

three hundred pounds," she says amusingly. "I

hiss. "Ple

hat my daughter looks like

tly a prize. He's big-boned and muscly but his eyes are small and hollow, his teeth are a tad crooked and yellow and his red hair is thin and mes

lly quite insulting considering the gruelling process all of

r attending today. My potential, Maron, will now choose one of your daughters to wed. Please do not be dis

ooks at her for a second before his eyes keep scrolling. His eyes are narrowed and focused, like he

ys. "What is

n," the girl

ld are

xte

with a dissatisfied

nd then turns his whole body, slowly walking across the platfo

ting directly at me.

ct but his eyes are almost aggressive, they are

ilbert,

"Respected family. Powe

en," I

eak

," I repe

e you started your

anything about females? I don't think I've ever

a virgin?

es

any medical

hat I k

dical conditions in your fam

regnant and producing an heir. That wouldn't just make his chanc

N

ancestry line had compli

rning to my mother. She s

as my wife," Maron says. "How will yo

be tempted to scream something at him. She doesn't care about the things he's say

he doctors and do everything I

sly expression. I shiver as I

lberts are a wise choice." He turns to the disappointed l

that I realize that I am the only one left, my pulse races and my palms become sweaty.

inted," King Roman says to my mother. "Please, join

her says, distancing

r. She is acting calm but I can tell that she is itching to squeal with excitement.

jumps down fro

y hand and starts dragging me towar

are we

y bed