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Captive mistress. English-language novels. Elaine Neksli
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Автор произведения Elaine Neksli
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The young woman did not have time to finish. Her lips joined in a long, sweet kiss with the king of France. The girl it seemed that the whole world has bed at their feet. Sweet obsession was maddening, as if, were lifted up to heaven, and then with a flourish threw in a covering of water. Arabella closed her beautiful eyes. His lips were quivering. Skin glowed. Body stiffening. But just a few moments, the girl came to herself. Her heart, most recently breaking out from love and passion, was like a stone emotionless, icy cold from hell. The French wanted to escape, but Louis squeezed her with force. Unable to withstand such a blatant disgrace, the young woman slipped out of the unwelcome embrace of the king and painted his cheek with his slap. Do not resist, Louis fell on the stool. Frightened, she instantly ran out of his chambers. Fortunately, the guards were not at his post.
Chapter 4
Night came on. The rain continued to make noise. Dark clouds covered all the sky. Fallen leaves swirled like a whirlwind. The furious wind sweeps away everything in its path.
Arabella de Frase sat in the armchair facing the fireplace. All day she stayed in her room for fear of meeting with the king of France. Beauty well knew the Rules: if someone will cause harm to the monarch, he was sentenced to death.
Asleep, one lady-in-waiting did not notice that in her room someone came in, squeezing the cold fingers a small chandelier. An unknown hand touched the shoulder of a sleeping Arabella. The young woman by surprise, abruptly opened his amazing eyes. Before her stood… Louis XIII!
– You?! – cried the girl and frantically pulled on woolen cloth. She was in a nightgown, and, of course, Louis couldn’t see an amazing, slender body, barely concealed under the silk shirt.
The king eagerly approached the frightened Arabella. The young woman could not move, out of fear and shame engulfed everything inside. But the monarch used to take whatever they want. Of course, the young girl was his only toy, fun for one night.
Louis once again forcibly kissed Arabella. But this time the kiss was not so tender, lyrical and touching, as in the morning. On the contrary, now the touch was like molten steel and searing fire, the flames escaping from the bowels of the earth. The man wrapped his hands around the waist of a young woman and, pressing her lips to his lips, whispered: – darling, incomparable beauty…
Arabella didn’t understand what was happening. This closeness was driving her crazy, having lost the power of speech, wrapped up, and the power of his enduring power.
«Let me go,» moaned the girl, R in the strong gentle hands of a rapist.
But the king seemed not to hear his «victim». Hugged the girl into her body, the monarch dragged her to the bed where stared passionately on the lips quivering flesh.
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Making sure that Louis was asleep, she quietly got out of bed, and throwing on a cold shouldered gown, went to the window. The French cheeks flowed burning tears, my heart cried from the unbearable pain. Poor girl didn’t want to become a woman of Louis, didn’t want to lose my virginity to his rough embrace. The king took possession of it by force, ignoring the rebellious desire of the body. Deep down, she felt a strange satisfaction, but, remembering the caressing touches and playful kisses, slip back into your routine broken flaming heart.
The daughter of the Duke de Frase knew in orders French court: any woman who once shared a bed with the Emperor, becomes his mistress—lover, and she is obliged to live in the king’s realm, every night, at the request of the monarch to come to his chambers, to give an unforgettable pleasure, to give his body unloved for the sake of wealth and title. Marie de ' Medici always said, «the laws of the state is our bread and water. We live and rule only through ancient traditions. Nobody can resist them.» Unfortunately, Arabella has become a hostage of these orders.
Lost in thought, the young woman did not notice that awoke the monarch:
«Arabella,» somebody said behind her. The girl forced herself to turn around. Louis XIII stared at his beloved. His eyes, always so overbearing and strict, it seemed to Arabella, a surprisingly gentle and sympathetic.
– Sire, – with a pause beginning French: – I’m sorry about what happened. But… I want, that You have forgotten about it. I will never become Your mistress. Your arms turned for me in steel chains. Let me go to my foster mother’s home, otherwise I’ll be forced to run away. Such a shame I’m not going to tolerate. I’m not a prostitute woman and I’m sorry that the ruler of France was a gross rapist. I have long vowed to give her virginity to someone I love with all my body, heart and soul. Alas, You have me first…
«Arabella, do you not? How could you think I leave you in the lurch immediately after our first night? No, darling, far from it!.. Yeah, you’re not my first woman, but the last. And I…
– No, sire, "interrupted the king girl: – I’m not Yours and never will be. Farewell, – with these words the French woman came to the door, clutching her torn dress.
– If you leave now, you’ll regret it. For insubordination, I’m severely punished, kindness is gone from the voice of Louis. He did not ask, but demanded. Arabella suddenly realized that the king tend to change. Sometimes Louis can be tender, passionate and loving and sometimes cruel tyrant, giving orders to execute even those whom he loves.
– Your Majesty, if you wish, kill me right here and now. Whatever You say, I just couldn’t stay in this Palace.
Collecting things, «mistress» was ordered to prepare the carriage, my Lady, what happened? Where do You go? – distractedly asked Jessie excitedly.
– It doesn’t matter. I was determined to leave this place.
– But why? You only the day before yesterday accepted the position of lady-in-waiting. We were great. What has changed during this night? – the maid said a confident tone, and Arabella seemed that all her secrets were exposed in front of this blond girl with grey, thoughtful eyes: «Your anxiety is linked with the king? Am I right?
– Yes… Jesse, I have doubts. My pain, like a fiery arrow that pierced to the heart.
– I know the cause of Your doubt, – timidly said the maid, with a trembling hand removing the stray curl.
– How do you know? – innocently smiled Arabella.
– His Majesty divulged the news throughout the residence, and a sheet with… Your blood hung in front of the entrance to the premises of the favorites. Always did the monarchs, wanting to show that in their bed, there was another, – seeing the pale, feverish look companion, Jesse apologetically shook his head: – I’m Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend You. When I found out You were gone, I even could not imagine the cause of this action. I thought You wanted this closeness, and now all radiate happiness. So would any woman. But not You…
Without saying anything, Arabella literally flew out of the lobby. This discovery was the last straw of patience, Mademoiselle de Frase. Arabella young footman went out into the yard, trying not to raise his eyes to the Royal terrace. Sitting in the carriage, the young woman gave way to tears. The last time she looked back at the Palace, who became her everything: joy, sadness, happiness, anger, a rapid rise and a low fall. In this building Arabella knew, a true sense of passion, feelings that burned her heart like fire.
The crew drove past green foliage, shining in the bright sun as the sunset at dusk. The picturesque beach was struck by their naturalness, freshness, they seemed like living. Arabella looked reverently on the silver surface of the river. On hot afternoons these waters always seemed like a pure diamond with a Golden hue, but winter blankets the river, colorless, gray crust that remained until mid-April.
But the girl did not please the beauty of the landscape. Her heart was hard like stone loomed over the unfortunate beauty. It seemed that way to Bern to last forever. A few hours Arabella was Napping, but a strong