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Heidi and the Lord

An adopted child, Heidi was a smart and obedient girl because she had to be. Used as a scapegoat by her family, she was sent to become the political bridge between two empires. Taken in by the House of the infamous White King, Lord Nicholas Rune, she would be cared for and supervised until her wedding with his cousin, Warren Lawson. A man whose gentle appearance and benevolent manner earned him the title White King of the Empire, Lord Nicholas was a man kindest to the souls around him. Very few knew about the truth that lay beneath his beautiful visage. Who could predict a little human girl would bring out the best and the worst of a noble pureblood? ----- “Now, tell me, Heidi, why do I have a bad taste in women?” As Lord Nicholas took a step forward, she took a step back. Heidi had said too much, and she regretted it. Would he let her go free? Gulping, she warned him, "What you're doing could be considered harassment, milord." "I wouldn’t. I’d call it persuasion.” He took another step towards her, his frame towering over her. "I believe the dictionary in your library would disagree with you, milord." She retreated another step back, shrinking away, hoping he would give up. “I keep the good one in my room. You can come to see for yourself if you don’t believe me.” Her back struck the wall behind her. "You haven’t answered my question, Heidi." The Lord was too persistent, Heidi cursed to herself. He was unwilling to let her go.

ash_knight17 · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
158 Chs

Guilty heart- Part 3

Warren who had come to drop Heidi to the Rune's mansion, gave his hand for her to hold as she stepped out of the black carriage. With a firm step on the ground, she put her other feet down. Walking inside the mansion, they were greeted by Lord Nicholas who was passing by the hall, the stain of blood still on his lips which he had just consumed few moments ago before they arrived.

About to excuse herself, Heidi went to speak to Warren but instead he beat her to it.

"Heidi," he called her name, making her look at him questionably, "I didn't know when was the right time to give but here," he said pulling a velveteen square box out of his jacket to give it to her.

"What is this?" she asked looking at it and then him.

"It is a gift. Open it," she opened the box having a faint idea of what it might be and when she did open she opened her mouth while shaking her head in denial. It was necklace made of fine white pearls which had a beautiful sheen over it.