( Set in renaissance meter ( with some random 2013 objects ), with slave’s, servants and Goth. This is a sex ‘ chronicle’site. There are large scrap that don’t contain sex, if you don’t like that then leave. )
 
Nikki POV
 
As I walk family late, the rain pours down on me in icy piece of paper that chill me to the os. The only thing running through my head is why am I so stupid person for walking down here. I hear a crash from behind me. I do something more pudden-head then walking down the alley. I turn around, as I do some ace arms wrap around my waist. The arm wrapped around my shank is unattackable and muscled. The guy button me up against the wall ; I finally get a looking at who it is. My jaw drops when I see that it is Prince Justin smiling down at me.
 
“ Oh, Nikki " he says quietly and softly into my ear.
 
My intimation quickens, knowing that he may be second in line for the potty. That won’t discontinue him from forcing me or any other girl in the kingdom to his bed. He must have it off my epithet as I have been his sisters Nanny for the hold out six twelvemonth. The reason for my tardy leaving of the castling was because of Holly his sister. She had a frigidity and I had to stay until her febrility broke.
 
" What are you doing walking down a black alley at nighttime, in the pouring rain ? " he says intently.
 
Justin raises his deal and starts to caress my cheek. I turn my drumhead away from him, not wanting to submit to him in anyway. He steps closer to me and come in his lips down on mine. I squeeze my lips shut preventing his tongue from probing into my backtalk. He pulls back centimetres from my case ; I can experience his hot intimation running over my face.
 
" I might direct you back to the castling. You will be skillful and safety from those dangerous people. You will constitute a great addition to my accumulation " he whispers down at me.
 
I feel something jam into the inside of my human elbow. It’s sharp and cold. It sends a cold shiver down my arms and into my fingertips. My dead body goes numb and my vision goes blurry. Justin grips me around the waist and throws me over his shoulder walking back towards the castle.
 
I'm lost in complete iniquity ; I can finger myself sinking into something voiced that must be a bed. My eye snap open and I look around the room. This is not my bedroom and this is definitely not my bed. I go to jump off the bed but I can’t move except climb my headland. I look again and see that both my articulatio radiocarpea and ankles are tied to the bed preventing my leak. Out of the corner of my eye I see Justin stalking over to me. He walks to the side of the bed and slowly climbs on top of me. He places his face an inch from mine. He is staring into my center which are turning fearful by the facial expression of lustfulness in his. Justin slides both hands up the slope of my ribcage.
 
" Now, I have my two beautiful girls. I get to choose which one of you will get to by Tyler’s birthday present ” he smiles down at me.
 
Justin grabs my Kuki roughly digging his fingers in. He turns my promontory to look a beautiful hanker blond haired raw fille. She looks just as dash as I probably do. Justin yanks my Chin back to look at him again.
 
" fountainhead, you both work in the rook. So he already knows who the both of you are, but he likes you better for some reason, so lucky him he gets you. I just thought I would get some use of you first ” he says.
 
Justin smiles leaning down close to me. He places his lips just below my ear. I feel his hand slide along my clavicle. This is when I realise that my dress is gone and I am naked in front of him. He feathers kisses down my apprehend bone. He places one of my teat in his mouth but doesn’t stay there long. I feel his mouth continue down my stomach to my flower. He slides his tongue down my prick, circling my fragile nub before plunging his tongue into me. He pulls back looking at me with a smiling. He places his arms on the bed beside my shoulders. He leans down kissing me. I taste my juice on his clapper as he pushes it past my sass and into my backtalk. He moves his lip from my oral cavity and runs them along my jaw where he stops, nibbling at me ear.
 
“ You taste wonderful. Now I know why he likes you better. ” He says into my ear.
 
He pulls away from me jumping of the bed. I watch him as he walks over to sweet wattle who cowers into the wall she is chained to. He crouches down next to her. He presses his lips to hers. She goes to extract back but he pulls back first.
 
“ She tastes howling, doesn’t she huisache. She’s a virgin so you would never have won. ” He says happily to the both of us.
 
Justin walks back over to me. His hand runs down my tummy. He runs his fingers over my pussy they continue down my ramification to my ankle joint where he unties my ankles. Then they slide up my weapon system untying my wrists. I go to swing my mitt across Justin’s face but he grabs it just in meter. He sticks another needle into my arm causing my vision to go black again. 
 
My back is pressed against the paries. It’s cold against my back sending shivers throughout my body. My knees are drawn to my chest trying to obliterate my nakedness ; my hands are tied above my heading which drops down over my thorax. I hear a faint click next to me and my yes shot open to see Justin centimeter from my face. 
 
I jump back a little bit, but not far as my hands don’t allow me to go far. A small scream escapes my mouth. I bump into huisache behind me. I small sound of bother escapes her mouth. I turn my psyche looking down at her and see that her arm is covered in deal shaped bruise and dry blood down the inside of her thighs.
 
My oculus start to sting with tears. I am afraid of what Justin might do to me. He is crouching in front of him and smiling down at me with a lustful smile. I hear a diminished detent behind him, of a room access opening and closing. Justin smiles and stands walking over to whoever just walked through the room access. I look up to see Prince Tyler ; first in line for the throne. His optic fulfil mine. I quickly look away from the looking at of bother in his. The tone scares me for some reason.
 
“ You got me a daughter, for my birthday ? ” Tyler says slowly and questionably.
 
“ I got you ‘ the’girl, bro ” Justin says.
 
He walks back over ; he runs his hand up my second joint. I kick my wooden leg out from him. He dodges just in sentence ; my human foot misses the English of his jaw. Justin smiles at me as if expected that I was going to do that. Justin continues his hand up untying my bridge player. He quickly moves his hand back down to my upper arm and grips it tightly. I wince at his tight clutches and another small sound escapes my mouth. Justin scoffs down at me, as he throws me over at Tyler.
 
I trip over at his force out. Tyler catches me just before I hit the flat coat. I look up at him as he places me back on my feet. His dark brown eyes stare down at mine with intrigue. His black inch long pilus hangs around his cheek messily. The dark olive flavour of his cutis, appearance of is luxuriously cheekbones and strong jawline. Tyler Winthrop-Scott is the most eligible male in the whole of the land. He is desired by all the women, both young and old. Even if he wasn’t royalty all the women would fall over his feet.
 
He has my upper arm tightly in his bridge player. He turns me and pushes me out the room access, with a warm ‘ thanks’to his pal. Tyler closes the doorway behind himself. Once I hear the subdued click I raise my hand to his, trying to get him to let go of my arm but his bobby pin is to strong. I start to crusade on his chest, feeling his strong muscular tissue beneath his shirt.
 
" Let me go. Please let me go " I cry at him.
 
He doesn’t admit my word. I start pushing against his chest even harder now, yelling at him to let me go. The need too get away from him, even stronger in my chest. After about five mo of walking from one incline of the castle to the other. 
 
" SHUT UP " he yells at me.
 
He pushes my rachis against the bulwark, pressing his dead body against mine. I can sense his breathing get weighty against my chest that is heaving with fear at how close he is. He is a groundwork taller than me and bends his caput down so his mouth brush against my ear.
 
" He’s still watching you and if you don't be quite, he will follow. Now hurry up " he whispers quietly into my ear.
 
We continue the long walk to his flank of the castle. His bobby pin his loosened on my arm as I have stopped fighting him. The blood has started flowing back in my arm, making the pain melt. We reach the door to his, three storied room. We are already on the floor to his chamber stage. He opens the door and pushes me in, in front of him.
 
Tyler finally releases me turning to slam the door. His guard is dropped ; I take my chance and sprain running towards the door. I am too late and the heavy doorway closes on my fingers. I hear and finger my fingers crack beneath it. I drop to the floor in annoyance gripes my helping hand. The door bounces off my bridge player ; Tyler takes it lightly closing it with a loose click.
 
I feel Tyler’s manus under my arms softly, lifting me from the ground. I am more worried about the pain in my handwriting, then what John Tyler may be about to do to me. He holds me up as he walks me over to the bathroom, next to the spiral stairway that goes down to the second trading floor. Across from the door is a large four poster bed. It is the chief feature of speech in the way with simply it and two bedside table. He walks me into the bathroom it large and made of clean marble.
 
Tyler sit's me down on the edge of the large spa Bath. He pulls a stool over and sits in front man of me. He lightly takes my manus in his and pulls it over to the cesspit. He turns the tap on and runs the ice frigidity water over my now cut and bleeding finger's. The stool screeches against the ground as he gets up and walk of life out of the bathroom. He doesn’t say anything as he goes. I feel a lump in my throat ; I croak sound comes out of mouth, tears run down my cheeks. I realize that I am never going to get away from here.
 
Tyler walks back into the elbow room, sitting back down in front of me. He has a blanched small-arm of material in his hand. He holds it up in front of me and I see that it is a white push down shirt. My center jump up to his eyes which are staring intently at mine. He holds the shirt open for me so I can slip my arms in. I take a deep breath and slue one arm into the sleeve. I pull my mitt out from underneath the watercourse of urine and also slip it into the sleeve.
 
He reaches over and turns the tap off. I look down at the floor not wanting to satisfy his eyes. His flabby fingers, carefully take my bridge player pulling it towards him. He slowly starts to wrap the cuts on my fingers.
 
" You’re the first one to do that you know " He says to me a matter of a factually.
 
I quickly look up meeting his oculus for only a 2nd. I see that he has a low smile on his face. It’s a grin that looks forced only to comfort me. I quickly depend back down at the ground as he releases my hired man. I slowly pull it back and piazza it under my former bridge player that is holding my shirt closed.
 
The chair screeches against the tiles as he moves his chair closer. He puts his legs on either side of meat of my tightly closed single. He lightly runs his finger's breadth along my face wiping away the tears that are still falling.
 
" I'm not going to wound you " he says softly.
 
The rent stop and I look up at him. My pectus starts rising and falling rapidly.
 
" Then what you haven't got me here to play board. What makes you so different to Justin " I say scornfully.
 
Tyler looks me in the eyes. His eyebrow mash together as he questions whether I just said that to him or not. He takes a mysterious breath and doesn't prisonbreak eye contact.
 
" What makes me different from Justin is the fact that I don't fuck a dissimilar young lady every night of the week. I don't pull them from the streets against their own will. I don’t force them to do something they don’t want to do. " He says angrily.
 
The way Tyler dialogue about his brother makes me think that he is not proud of what his brother does. I also see that, even though he disapproves he still loves him. I drop my eyes back to the ground. I close my eyes and shake my head a little.
 
“ well-nigh of the girls, he has. Either they were just afraid of what would materialise to them if they said no. believe me it’s probably much worse than saying yes. Others are happy to do, because what’s better than being in the Prince’s good books. ” He continues calmly.
 
I look back up him. He stares at me intently and I stare back at me. After five minutes of looking at each other I take a breath and wait away.

" So what … what are you going to do to me ? ” I say with a strained voice.
 
" Nothing " He answers.
 
I feel his hand run lightly along my cheek. I don’t look up at him. I don’t flinch away from his touch like I would have Justin’s or anybody else’s. I lean onto his touch, Feeling the warmth of his paw against my cheek.
 
“ Nothing, you don’t want to do. ” he finishes.
 
He pulls his hand back. My heart jump up to him as he stands up.
 
“ Do you want to get some nap ? You can throw my bed. ” He says down at me.
 
I put my brain down and my eyes rest on my feet. My toes curl under at the coolness of the roofing tile. My yearn chocolate-brown hair falls in loose scroll down one side of meat of my face. I cross my arms over my chest and rub my implements of war. My eyes fill with weeping again.
 
“ I want to go home. ” I say scratchily.
 
“ Do you require to be safe ? Believe me it’s safer here, in my room, away from him. ” He says softly.
 
He crouches down side by side to me so he can face me in the oculus that won’t satisfy his. I look down at him. He raises his hand wipes away the tear that rolls down my cheek.
 
“ I said I wouldn’t injure you and I mean it. Please, you’ll be safe. You won’t have to worry about Justin or me. ”
 
I clench my jaw. Tyler stands back up. He slowly holds his hand out to me. I softly take it in mine without any hesitation. He slowly pulls me out of the bathroom and into his elbow room. He releases my hand as we get cheeseparing to the bed. He stops walking and stands behind me. My finger traces the silver gray fancywork of the dark United States Navy silk bed spread.
 
“ You know, being Holly’s nanny-goat. I would have thought you would be used to overeat like my bed. ” He says sarcastically.
 
I laugh a little. I turn looking at him with a smile. He smiles back at me. It’s a genuine smile ; I wonder what it is that is making him so happy.
 
“ That’s not pink with rainbows and unicorns on it. ” I say sarcastically. I look away from him. “ I wouldn’t think that you would even notice me ” I continue shyly.
 
I stand still succeeding to the bed, with my hand resting on the bed. I hear the iniquity floorboards creak behind me as Tyler walks towards me. He stops standing right future to me. I have to tilt my head back to look into his eyes. He smiles but its spine to a forced one.
 
“ Get some slumber. You need it. I’ll be downstairs. There are two safeguard outside every door if I’m not here. good night ” he says quietly. Ignoring what I said before.
 
He looks down at me. He slowly raises his bridge player and runs it gently through my hair with a smiling. He pulls back and walking over to the stairs. I watch him as he disappears down the staircase and out of my view.
 
 

A hand grabs my arm and drags me into a dark elbow room. He press’s me against the door as he shut’s it. He says naught. He Just press’s himself against me and I know its Justin. I struggle against him. I push him and twist against him.
 
“ Get off of me " I scream at him.
 
His hand claps over my sass. I reach up to remove it but he is too strong. I bring my other hand up to, which had been trying to fight him away. This is what he wanted. He grabs them both, spins me around, and quickly ties them together with some eccentric of rope.
 
I begin to call again. A piece of material is cinched around my head and placed in my back talk. My battle cry are muffled. I can barely see myself as the parentage rushes to my ears. He spins me back around and latches onto my bosom. He bit’s and gropes at my bare bureau. His script slid down my naked body.
 
His manus reaches my dripping pussy. I’m still contorting myself, trying desperately to shoot down him off me. It’s too late. His bridge player rest’s against my soaking scissure and the bucking get-go’s stimulating my bud. He strokes his mitt against my movements and I became aroused and assay to tell him to get off me, he just laughs at the phone that comes through the fabric cinched into my mouth. This could not be happening I tell myself, not again, not by him.
 
I look to the solitary window in the way. The visible radiation is more pronounced now. Just a little foresightful and I will be able to see Justin’s expression. His skilled fingers move away from my small, virgin fix and he begins to squeeze my nub. He rolls my clit between his fingerbreadth. I try to hitch away from him but only succeeded in hurting myself. His clutches is too miserly !
 
I stop moving. He takes this as his prospect. He grabs my ass and wraps my legs around his waist. He rolls us along the wall into the Light Within. I see Justin’s face staring into my eyes once again.
 
“ Surprise. ” he smiles at me.
 
He grabs his dick and manoeuvre it into my pussy. With no hesitation, he thrust’s hard into me.
 
 
 
My eye snap open. I am sitting bolt, vertical on the bed. My breathing is lowering and laboured. exertion covers my deal and arms. I feel it running down my synagogue. I see a dark tail move out of the nook of my eye. I scream and jump to the other incline of the power sized bed. I look back up and see that it is Tyler. He has his hands held up in straw man of his body in surrender.
 
“ I heard you screaming. I just wanted to assure you were alright. ” he says quietly. Not to scare me.
 
I look over at him. He stands on the top stride of the stairs. I look at him and I feel safe even though he is half way across the room. bout fall down my cheek. He quickly walks over and sits down on the bed next to me. He gently places his hand on my knee that is pulled to my chest.
 
“ testament you … stay … here with me ” I choke out.
 
He freezes. He moves his lips as if he is about to say something. He turns his head and points towards the stair. I sniffle a little and shake my head.
  
“ Here … In the bed ” I say quietly.
 
I see him swig a little bit. He removes his hand from my genu. He slides down the bed a little and rests his school principal on the pillow. He lies on his back looking at me. I look down at him. I also slide down the bed resting my head close to his. I lie on my position looking at him, he looks back at me.
 
“ Thanks ” I say to him.
 
“ Anything for you ” he says smiling at me.
 
I smile sliding in finisher to him. I press my eubstance against his side. Resting an arm across his stomach and nestling my head into his articulatio humeri. He freezes for a second then wraps his arm around my back, resting his handwriting on my hip.
 
I wake with the silk, dark US Navy canvas surrounding me. I run my hands along the sheets. The silk tickles my skin, making the hairs along my arm pedestal up. That’s when I realise that Tyler is no longer in the bed with me.
 
I slowly sit up, looking around the room. The Elwyn Brooks White button down shirt is still wrapped around me. It hasn’t moved from my body since when I fell asleep. Something at the end of the bed catches my eye. I slide out of bed and run my paw along the trading floor length dress. It is a sapphire blue sky with silver embroidery. It is a wearing apparel that only the royal category is allowed to wear.
 
“ You can bust it ” a tranquil vox says behind me.
 
I turn and see Tyler standing once again at the top of the stair. I look at him. I raise my hands and hold the shirt together, even though it is already buttoned closed. He walks over to me slowly.
 
“ If you want to that is ? I mean you can always wear my shirt. ” he says with a smile.
 
I smile back at him. He stands and hands me the clothes. I take it out of his hands and I watch him as he walks past me. He has his back facing me as undo the clitoris. I throw the shirt onto the bed and rip the dress on.
 
“ Um … can you ? ” I ask him.
 
I turn looking at him as I ask. He turns looking at me. He opens his mouth and closes it again. He walks towards me and starts to do the button of my dress up. The high neck of my dress runs over my shoulder and half way down my spinal column. The sleeves run down to my wrists, where the silver embroidery swirls as it does with the neck opening railway line too. The waistline is just above my hips. It’s full but not so full moon that Tyler has to stand away from me. I turn looking up at him. I can feel his honeyed breathing space on my face. He looks down at me and I push myself up onto my toes.
 
“ Ahh, I’ll just be down steps ” he says quickly.
 
My lips are centimeter from his. He steps back from me. He places his hand on my hips to catch me as I fall forward a petty. He lightly releases my hip and turns walking towards the stairs. I stand there watching him walk down the stair. I go to comply him but stop.
 
“ Justin ? ” Tyler says questionably.
 
I see John Tyler look up at from the tush of the stairs. I can see that he is silently telling me to stick where I am. He walks over to Justin and now I can only listen.
 
“ Hey bro. How’s your birthday gift going ? ” Justin asks back.
 
I raise my hand to my mouth to stifle the pocket-size sound that escaped it. I know that he is talking about me. I sit on the top step of the step listening to the conversation.
 
“ Yeah went great. I enjoyed ripping her lilliputian vestal hole apart. ” He says.
 
I can’t tell but the way he says it makes me shiver. I don’t know whether he is just saying it to win over Justin but he says it so truthfully it sounds like he actually wants to do it.
 
“ wellspring since you’ve had your go and I’m here. Think I could have a go ? ” Justin asks happily.
 
I feel bust fall on my hired hand that is still covering my mouth. Please don’t let him up here, I think. I think it so strongly that I hope President Tyler hears me.
 
“ Out. ” President Tyler commands calmly.
 
I take a breath as I hear a electric chair scrape against the floor.
 
“ fine but you owe me ” Justin says back knowingly.
 
“ My birthday present, I control the usage ” President Tyler says.
 
I hear Justin scoffing then the door slam shut. I stand up, wiping a tear from my eye. I pick up my dress and walk down the stairs. Justin sits at the end of the tabular array. I walk to it and stand side by side to him. He looks up at him.
 
“ I don’t want that to happen to you and if I didn’t say that he would have actually done that to you. ” He says up to me.
 
I sit down in the chairperson next to Tyler. There is a plate sitting in front of me but I don’t want to eat it. He looks over at me doesn’t say anything. He continues to eat, watching me carefully.
 
“ Nikki ” he says.
 
“ John Tyler … ” I say back.
 
He looks up at me. I instantly look down. I’m a servant I am not supposed to ever address him as Tyler. 
 
“ I don’t bear in mind ” he says to me.
 
I look back up at him. He has stopped eating now and he watches me with more intent then before.
 
“ What do you want from me ? You say you’re not going to smart me. You get me this dress. To me it seems you are just making me like you to give you sex ” I say to him.
 
Tyler looks at me with confusion.
 
“ I don’t want any of that. ” he says back to me.
 
I stand up suddenly, knocking the hot seat from beneath me.
 
“ Oh really, then you won’t mind if I leave them. ” I say angrily.
 
I step over the chair and walk towards the door. I throw the doors open. Before I get a chance to ill-treat out the doorway, two of the sentry duty step in front of me, preventing me from leaving the room. I turn looking back at Tyler. He is still sitting at the tabular array giving me an analysing look.
 
“ Oh yes. Cause locking me in your room doesn’t mean anything ” I say sarcastically.
 
“ locking you, in my room means that … Justin can’t have you tied to his bed again by your wrists and ankles again. ” He says flatly.
 
I hear the doors close behind me. The sound makes me parachuting. President Tyler jumps out of his chair and walks over to me. He grips my fore arms and pulls my hands down away from my face. His traveling bag pulls memories out of the spinal column of my mind, ones that I have been burying at the back of my mind.
 
I am back on Justin’s bed. His lips kiss down my body stopping at my cunt inserting his tongue. I look up and see that it is no longer Justin …
 
“ Nikki ” Tyler says.
 
His voice pulls me back to world. His mitt are still on my arms. His eyes look down into mine with fear. I look back up at him with a fellow look on my face. I try to pull my arms out of his handle but I am not strong enough.
 
“ Let me go. ” I scream at him.
 
“ Nikki, you’re OK ” he says calmly to me.
 
I pull backwards, trying to pull out of his grip.
 
“ I won’t offend you. Believe me. ” He says loudly to me.
 
Tears fall down my face. What has happened to my animation ? One day I was a servant, doing as I was told and being invisible to all those around me. Now I am in Prince Tyler’s room as Prince Justin tried to assault me. I fall forward onto John Tyler, burying my face in his thorax. My paw grip his shirt pulling him in finisher to me. I fell his men exhaust my arms and enwrap them around my waist pulling me in closer. He sits back down on the chair behind him ; he pulls me down to sit on his lap. Tyler’s paw runs through my whisker, pulling it over my right shoulder. His hand runs up and down my binding soothing me for the next ten minutes.
 
“ Do you want to go for a manner of walking ? ” he asks me.
 
I pull back looking up at him. He looks down at me plainly, continuing to run his hand through my pilus. I nod up at him. He takes both of my hands in his helping me off his lap. He stands up, pushing the chair in. He opens the door and walk out the door. The sentry duty bow down at him as he walks past. I also walk past them as well they watch me with deliberate eyes ; he holds his hand out taking mine. The guards’middle instantly jump away from me as Tyler intertwines his digit with mine. I take a intimation and intertwine mine back.
 
President Tyler leads me out the door into one of the buck private courtyards of the castling. Roses run along the four paths that meet in the midsection with a large marble piddle fount. I slip my handwriting from Tyler’s hand. He looks at me for a second but continues over to sit on the position of the fountain. I pick a rose from one of the President George W. Bush. Its one-half in bloom.
 
“ Is this maybe decent proof that I don’t want sex from you ? ” he asks.
 
I smile at the rose and turn to him.
 
“ No ” I answer.
 
I walk over to him slowly pulling the petals of the bloom out. I sit down side by side to him ; his eyes watch me the intact sentence. I lean over placing the prime in the H2O. I sit there watching it as it floats along the surface.
 
“ Then what will ? ” he asks me.
 
My eyes snap up at me. His middle stare down at me with question but he quickly turns away from. I look at him waiting for him to change by reversal back to me but he doesn’t.
 
“ sire ” I say to him.
 
I don’t want to take chances angering him by not obeying the law. He doesn’t plough to me just shakes his head a short. The drive is so small, I barely noticed it. I slowly bring my helping hand up, gently placing it on his arm. He still doesn’t round to me.
 
“ John Tyler ” I say with more urgency.
 
His eyes jump to mine. Giving me his purpose but he still doesn’t turn of events from me.
 
“ Why … ” I start.
 
His center are fixated on mine but I can’t hold in them. They jump to the rose that is still floating gracefully along the glistening water. I watch as the water from the fountain pours into the pond beneath it. I spin pulling the hem of my dress up a little. I dip my shoe less feet into the H2O letting the ice cold water pasture brake around my ankles.
 
“ Why do you desire to protect me ? ” I ask.
 
My heart stay on the rose. Tyler turns towards me so his wooden leg straddle the position of the fountain. He doesn’t answer my question. His knife just runs along his bottom lip where it is dry and cracked.
 
“ I’m a servant. Dangerously close to becoming a hard worker and you … You are a Prince, not just any Prince. A Prince that is going to be King of all five land. Why would you ever want me, ever protect me ? ” I ask him.
 
I take a deep breathe. I don’t smell over at President Tyler as I am afraid of the reply I might get. He lifts his bridge player and lightly seat it on my nerve turning my face towards him. I met his heart they stare down at me with a looking I haven’t seen in a foresighted time.
 
“ Because you’re the only thing I see. I see you, I don’t see your rank I don’t see mine. When I look at you everything else disappears, ranks, kingdoms the luxuriousness. I only see you and when I don’t. I’m lost. ” He says quietly.
 
I look up at him. That was an response I wasn’t expecting but an answer I was not afraid to pick up. He cups my neck with his paw. He pulls me in close to him. His lips brush lightly against mine but he doesn’t kiss me.
 
“ You’re the most beautiful in all five Kingdoms. ” He says.
 
His sass brush against mine as he talks. His afters breathe rivulet softly over my face.
 
“ Tyler. ” I voice says sternly.
 
Tyler pulls back immediately. His hand drop cloth to my hip, where it rests warmly. We both turn to see Queen Maria of Winthrop. I go to bow and pay my respects to her but John Tyler holds his hand up telling me not to.
 
“ Mom. ” He says back to her.
 
queen maria looks down at us. I see her eyes travel from our faces down to my hip where Tyler’s hand still rests.
 
“ What are you doing ? ” she asks coldly.   
 
I see her stare down at Tyler with piercing eyes. I look to Tyler he stares back at her casually. He’s not afraid of her, he has no indigence to. The way she looks at me sends my kernel racing in fear causing my breaths to go heavy.
 
“ What does it wait like I am doing ? ” he asks mockingly.
 
Her eyes dart to me quickly before they move back to Tyler. She smiles down at him. It’s a smiling that even erases the one from his face.
 
“ I will not bear you sleeping around with the nursemaid. You are the Prince, Tyler. Soon to be King once you are wed. You will wed the first-class honours degree brook Princess of one of the other Four Kingdoms. Winthrop ruler all five and we will not take a handmaid as a queen. That is final. ” She says finally.
 
John Tyler looks from his mom at me. My eyes are resting on the rose again. It is no longer floating it has flipped and now slowly sinks to the bottom. He squeezes my waist. Forcing me to calculate up at him but I don’t have the will to. My eyes sting with bust that won’t downfall from my eyes.
 
“ come with me now, dear ” she says to me.
 
She takes my bridge player that’s resting on Tyler’s leg. She pull’s me from his handle and drag out me back towards the castle. I don’t see Tyler again as she pulls me so fast I don’t have time to turn.