Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 66 He‘ll have to trust me.

The ride back to the palace was almost unbearable. The biting wind blew her hair back as he rode as hard as he could towards the camp. Perhaps he wanted to distance himself as far as he could from that scene as she did. He couldn’t run from what he’d done. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw blood. Deep down, she didn’t feel the slightest bit bad for the men. They tortured her for fun and seemed to love every minute of it. One even appeared to get off on it, perhaps they both did in the most sick and twisted way. She was so sure she was about to die at their hands, she couldn’t help but wonder how many other women they had killed before her. Did they do it for fun? She wouldn’t doubt it if someone uncovered all the bodies they hid six feet under around their cabin. There was just no way she was their first victim. They seemed too familiar with it, too sure of themselves to get away with it. They almost did.

But still, she wished she didn’t have to see them meet their end. It would haunt her thoughts for months to come-she doubted she’d ever get another peaceful sleep again after everything she’s seen. She longed for the time when the worst thing she had ever seen was a bathroom that hadn’t been cleaned in months. By the time they arrived back to the camp, the sun was up and shining high in the sky. The village was wide awake and going about their duties without a single glance towards the prince. Perhaps that was good even though they meant it as disrespect. Doris wasn’t sure how much blood still remained on his skin even after he tried to wipe it off. Doris felt as if her enter body was drenched in it. Could they see it on her face? Was it on her hands and in her hair? Or was she imaging it all? 2 Of course she was, she never touched them, he’s the one that ripped them apart and spread this body parts across the clearing Enzo was talking with a group of guards from the palace. When he saw them on the horse, he froze before he stomped across the snow directly to them. His guards followed close behind, it looked

but his eyes still looked for any source of injury on her. “I paid a visit to the men that kidnapped Doris.” William said simply as he set her down on the ground. He still had a bit of blood smeared across his chin. She forced herself not to wipe it off him Enzo had clearly already seen it. Enzo straightened his shoulders and glanced at the gathering crowd. Murmurs started before Doris had a chance to realize what was happening. They looked at William as if he was a monster terrorizing their town. Patrick had his arms crossed over his

had clearly been cleaned and aired out since she left. She was relieved, her old sheets were stained with sweat and the food she ate in bed. The air felt clearer and fresh. Before it was more stuffy and it suffocated her. Once the door was closed, William let her go. She rubbed her wrist and stepped away. Why was she even here? Unless... Enzo thought she was apart of their demise and maybe he wanted to yell

Doris was too nervous to say anything, not that she had anything to add to the fire. She seated herself on one of the cushioned seats. “I suppose you thought it would be a better idea to take Doris when she was inches from death just yesterday and make her watch you torture those me.” Enzo walked over to the fireplace and leaned against the mantle. William clenched his jaw tight. “She’s not your concern, she’s mine.” “That’s not true, I was quite concerned about her wellbeing.” Enzo brushed off a bit of snow from his suit. “I think it’s time we talk about the reward I’m owed.” William said more patiently than he looked. Enzo laughed. “I’m sorry to break it to

would you even care about having an ounce of power over our little camp?” “I have a plan.” William said with a quick glance at Doris. He looked as if he was trying to choose his words carefully. “I have a plan to reunite the rogues with the kingdom.” Doris and Enzo both glanced at each other. Clearly they both didn’t expect William to say that. Not once has he showed interest in their politics or if they were done wrong by the kingdom. She’d only ever heard William speak about the rogues in distaste-why did he want to bring them back to the kingdom? “And how do you suppose we do that?” “It will take time.” William put his hands in his pockets but Doris couldn’t stop looking at the splatters of blood on his chest and neck. “I think our partnership could profit us both.” Enzo looked completely baffled. He looked at Doris as if he wished she wasn’t in the room so he could speak freely. She hated when people looked at her that way. She

heard you were the one least interested in politics. I would have expected the crown prince to knock at my door rather than you. Why the sudden interest?” “I’m private about my opinions.” Was all William said. Enzo tapped his fingers against his arm. He watched William as if he was trying to solve a puzzle that was supposed to be easy. “Is that why you’re here in the north? Kill a bunch of