Prologue
I was born Princess of Aldethal, a young and wealthy Kingdom, which has been thriving and booming for centuries. There is nothing that comes close to the beauty and greatness of this nation.
Or so I thought.
Now I am sitting here, staring at this beast of a Drakis and I should fear him, hate him, loathe him. But all I do… is want him.
I should start from the beginning. Let me take you to the moment where my life shattered, where my hopes and dreams were obliterated, where I should have chosen death. For some reason, though, I did not. At first, I couldn’t figure out what this reason was. Rebellion against my father? Pride? Stupidity, even? Possible.
But this tingling feeling inside of me remained. This tiny whisper that kept creeping into my mind until I was able to mouth it:
Lust.
Pure and utter desire, driven by my body and my body alone.
I still despise the person – if you can call him that – but I cannot deny how incredibly hot he makes me. Is it insane? Maybe. I will let you decide whether I have lost my mind or whether… it is perfectly understandable how much I want him inside of me.
Follow me, to the beginning of the end of my life, to where it all began, to the moment where I first opened my eyes. Where I realised what life could be, if it is not lived inside thick castle walls, but with the sole wish in my mind: to have something thick inside of me.
