Her Unwanted Mate On The Throne

Chapter 75 I‘m going to be the next king.

William was carried and left right in her bed of all places. Doris noted how many empty cabins there were but he was still brought to her every time. She knew she shouldn’t be surprised, she was here to serve his needs after all. But what if he was still drunk when he woke? The thoughts made her nervous and she tried to shake them from her mind. She wanted to be there for him like he was for her when she was sick but-it was hard to swallow the bit of fear that tried to pull her down when images of his drunken state still ran across her mind almost nightly. She promised herself she would never be around him when he drank-never again. Doris took off his shoes carefully and covered him with two blankets before she went to clean all the blood off his face and hands. She set a glass of cold water by the bed as well as a bit of bread in case he was hungry when he woke. Doris remembered Beth telling her how ravenous some of the princes would be after a night out, perhaps she should get more food-no. She had to stay by his side like he did for her. She’d never forget his kindness, even when she knew he wouldn’t want her thinking of it that way. Doris pulled up a wooden chair to rest in near the bed he slept. It was a wonder how his guards allowed Enzo to knock him out so easily without even attempting to stop it before it happened. She supposed even they knew he had gone too far and needed to be stopped before he killed someone. Still, the other guy must have been some what drunk to think it was smart to taunt a prince. Especially one like him. Doris read through almost half of the book he had gotten her before he finally woke. Her eyes were starting to feel strained from how many words she took in at once. When she lowered the book, he was watching her with a bit of a dazed look. His hair was going in all different directions and her fingers itched to fix it for him. To run her

you feeling?” She asked cautiously. His eyes looked tired, but alert. He didn’t say anything as he downed the glass in seconds and ripped apart the bread with his teeth. She glanced around for more food, but they didn’t have much else. Doris cleared her throat and moved the chair back across the room. “Is there anything I can get you? Are you hungry?” She asked. She didn’t know what else to do with her hands so she started to pick up things that were out of place. He simply watched as she moved back and forth but refused to answer her simple questions. Why couldn’t he just tell her he was hungry so she could have an excuse to leave for a moment and catch her breath? Didn’t

want to be free. Isn’t that what we all want?” Doris said with a bit of longing in her voice. His eyes snapped back to her when he heard it. “They came here to be free in life. Not to start problems everywhere they go. They came here to build a life for themselves where no one could hurt them.” “Have you forgotten all the stories you’ve heard of them? of all the things they’ve done?” “That’s just it, they’re stories. We never truly know what the truth is until we see it ourselves. Being here has opened my eyes to how they are.” Doris gripped the post on the edge of the bed as she looked at him. “I know some are bad, but that’s true everywhere you go. There’s always going to be bad people.” “They kill for sport, Doris. Don’t let them blind you to their true intentions.” William said as if he was talking to a child. “You may have been fooled by their illusions, but I’m not.” “I heard the story of why they came here, William. Of why this place even exists. The kingdom treated them horribly because they were poor. They couldn’t live among the rich without being stepped on or killed.” Doris let out a small breath. She knew he didn’t want to hear anything good about them but she would at least try to make him see it. “They kill outsiders that come for them and their safety. They only want to live freely out here, can’t you see that?” William narrowed his eyes. “I see they have you under their spell already. Who knew it would be so easy to sway your charm?” “They haven’t done anything to charm me. They told me their story.” “And you believe it? You believe this story and expect everything they say is the truth?” William sat up further. “Have you ever considered that they’re lying to you? “I have, of course I have. But I believe them. I believe they want peace and freedom here.” Doris brushed her hair behind her ear. “They don’t want to be touched by the rules of the kingdom because they knew the kingdom doesn’t care what happens to them. They had to come here to start new.” “I suppose that’s what you want, too. Freedom.” He said with a hint of bitterness in his voice. Her hands curled into fists at her sides. How dare he tease her about that? “Of course I