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“I’m sorry. Please continue,” Aria replied, looking a bit resigned.

They removed the garment from her body, and I felt a jolt of arousal at the sight of her. She was exquisite, her lithe form curvy and lush. Her neckline was long and lean as she held her head up with pride. Her shoulders were strong, pulled back with her defiance. Her breasts were full, her rosy, pink nipples hard as rocks in the cool air of the room. Her stomach was flat, her hips flared, and her legs toned and muscular. Her pretty pink pussy was a bit swollen, enough to where I could see her arousal glistening along her slickened folds in the flickering candlelight.

My cock surged with desire, and I wanted nothing more than to send everyone away and have my way with her right here and now, but I didn’t.

Not yet.

I watched as they helped her into the dress, smoothing out the fabric and adjusting the fit. The young woman who had spoken to her earlier gently pulled her hair away from her face, braiding it in a crown atop her head.

As they finished, she looked down at herself, her fingers lightly grazing the delicate lace.

She seemed pleased and my heart warmed.

“Come,” I said, taking her arm and leading her toward the door. “Let’s dine together. There’s so much I want to show you.”

She hesitated for a moment, her eyes darting around the room, but then she squared her shoulders and followed me. As we walked through the dark corridors of the castle, I could feel her curiosity growing.

When we reached the dining hall, I guided her to a seat at the long, ornate table.

The servants had laid out a feast, the aroma of the food filling the air. I watched as she eyed the dishes, her hunger evident despite her attempts to hide it.

“Eat,” I commanded gently, nodding toward the food. She stared at me for a long moment before she picked up a spoon and tasted the stew that had been placed in front of her.

“This is delicious,” she ventured.

“I’m glad. Enjoy it,” I offered.

I wasn’t sure why I was being so kind to her. It wasn’t like me. Perhaps it was her beauty. Perhaps it was the way she looked at me, as if I was a real man and not just a king ruling over her like a subject. Perhaps it was the way she responded to my touch, with a mix of desire and defiance, or perhaps it was just because she was my fated mate.

Mate.

That word had never meant anything to me before, but now it had taken on a new meaning.

I was her mate.

She was mine.

The thought of that stirred something deep within me, something I didn’t care to look that far into, so I pushed itaway. I didn’t speak right away, and neither did she. We ate in comfortable silence, the only sound the scrape of silverware against the plates. She ate her fill, which I was glad to see.

She could stand to gain a few pounds. It was obvious that she’d missed quite a few meals back in Sungard and that made me angry on her behalf. How many days had she gone hungry? How many days had she been in pain?

My mind drifted to the way her eyes lit up at the sight of food and the way she savored each bite, and something in me ached.

I should want to kill her, to take the prophesized power for myself, but right now, all I wanted to do was make her smile.

I cleared my throat.

“Come. It’s time I showed you what Helheim is made of.”

CHAPTER 14

Helheim

Aria

I pulled in a shaky breath, looking warily at the king. He was being exceptionally kind today and it was making me a bit tense. When I’d seen him in the bedroom waiting for me after I’d come out of the hidden passageway, I’d expected him to be angry and lash out, perhaps spank me again, but he hadn’t. Instead, he had been the perfect gentleman.

Sure, he made me change in front of him, but he had already seen me naked, had already torn my clothes off me himself, had already had his cock down my throat, had already had his mouth latched onto my clit as I screamed for him while he made me come over and over again.

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