Seized By The Sea God

chapter 29

It's been a long boring day, staying inside my room all alone without Annabelle and Christine is very big torture on its own. I sighed rolling from one side of the bed to the other, Lysander would have conveyed my message to the king, I thought sitting up from the bed, I chuckled cunningly biting my lip, "I believe by now his face would be full of shock, he wouldn't have thought that I would notice the changes in my body" I mumbled with a sneer, shifting my gaze to the open window, I groaned and got off the bed as its already dinner time, with a gloomy face I moved to the vanity table, tied my hair into a bun, "I hope the king won't be that shameless to come for dinner" I said staring at my reflection in the mirror, I wouldn't want to bump into him or see him at the dining hall. "Well, I believe he is sensible enough that he won't have to show up" I arranged my dress and left. Taking a turn towards the hall that leads to the dinner, I heard the servants muttering amongst themselves. "What could they be so interested in?" I thought, a bit confused.

"No one would have believed that the King's most trusted advisor would betray him" I heard one of the servants say. "Trusted advisor, betrayal?" I arched my brow lost in thought, "Lysander! Could it be him?" I snapped out of my daze and ambled to the servants who were still mumbling to themselves. "What are you murmuring about, who betrayed the king?" I inquired, intently.

"My lady!!" They asserted in unison as they bowed their head afraid of meeting my gaze, I rolled my eyes at their stupid curtsy this is not why I'm here, "hey, what are you saying about betraying the king?" I asked the servant who looked less frightened by my aura.

"Apologies my lady, we didn't mean to gossip about the King's affair" I clenched my teeth, "stupid curtsy" I mumbled to myself already annoyed but I wouldn't want the poor servant to be scared as to not be able to answer my questions, I breathed in calming my nerves, "I asked a question my dear" I let out in my most polite way. "My lady, the King's advisor Lysander teamed up with an unknown sorcerer to bewitch the king" she uttered in one breath, my eyes widened, shocked and unable to take in the full news. "What! Lysander! How could it be?" I muttered, still doubting the source. Suddenly I saw the king approaching from the order directly, the servants scampered away even before the king noticed their presence, "bastard! What is he doing here?" I let out staring at his expressionless face, "since I wasn't able to get the full news from the servants I'd better go back to my room since the king hasn't looked my way. Before he notices my presence I should be on my heel" I scoffed, annoyed that he had the nerves to come for dinner after what he did. "Come on Jasmine don't be a sulker, this is his abode he can be anywhere" I was about to swirl and took to my heels when I heard his voice echoing through the hall, calling my attention. However, I didn't plan to stop because he was addressing me in the same strange name that I don't recognize, our gaze locked for a while and I hurriedly turned to leave but I bumped into a hard chest, I looked up to find him gazing back at me, I was berating him for misusing his powers, abruptly he let out the only thing I don't want to hear. What makes him think I'm avoiding him, although I was he doesn't have any right to speak about last night after knowing the whole cause, my face turned sullen as I glared at him angrily. I smirked and scolded him for using that word to avoid, oh yeah why would I do that, who does he think he is? I walked up to stare at his eyeballs, I poured out all the grievances I had installed for, to sum it up I call him filth and a disgusting son of a b***h which he probably is. His face instantly darkened, I gulped as I've never seen his mood this bad, I backed away from him but he wasn't giving up, he moved closer to me with a dark glint in his eyes, "say that again '' he affirmed in a stern voice. I shuddered, scared that he might do something bad to me, but me being the stubborn Jasmine, I ignored my scared ass and was about to say something when he covered the distance between us and carried me off the ground. Being caught off guard, i flushed embarrassed that the guards would and anyone around would misunderstand us, i struggled vehemently but to no avail, i cursed and told him to let me go, he just smiled evily which scared me out of my wit, i slammed his chest hoping that he would be kind enough to let me go but Suddenly i started feeling dizzy with eyes going blur, i gripped his collar tightly, i was so dazed by all the spinning that i didn't realize when we reached his room, he placed me on the bed, i let out a deep breath with my eyes wide, he inched closer to me gazing deeply into my eyes with an unknown emotions that got masked immediately, he inquired stiffly if was scared of him, i sneered clearly disgusted by his presence, "who would have thought thst tge cold-blooded king cares about me" i said with a deafening laugh, as i mocked myself for falling a prey into the hands of a narcissist, his eyes darkened as he pulled me out of the bed and yanked me to the wall, i yelped in pain but still i held my shoulder high not wanting to look vulnerable to him, within me i was so scared wondering what was wrong with him, is he truly a maniac, would he murder me in cold blood and fed my flesh to his monsters? I shuddered as each thought flashed through my mind.