《The Warmonger's Runaway Princess (Complete)》Chapter 11 **A Very New Development!**
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Sighing in my heart, I wondered what Jorne would think to see me gone.
Would he be mad?
Haha, probably!
“What are you smiling about?”
Still smiling at the thought of maddening this person’s older brother, I shook my head, “This servant’s been naughty, Your Highness!”
Watching the young Prince giggle, he leaned in closer, and asked, “What did you do!?”
I leaned in too, and said, “I angered someone important!”
“Vixen?”
I waved a hand and sat back, “No, not her yet, this servant angered your older brother!”
The Prince sat back and looked conflicted, “My older brother is the Crowned Prince, you could lose your life…”
I laughed and leaned back towards him, “I will be alright, Your Highness, trust me!”
I winked at him and he looked strangely at me.
Silence came over the room, making me suddenly think that maybe what I said was wrong…
Wait…Aren’t I trying to be punished anyway?
It should be fine!
“What did you do?” The Prince asked, slowly moving back towards me again.
I smirked and said, “This is a secret, Your Highness, you mustn’t tell anyone!”
The Prince nodded eagerly, his immaturity showing more now.
I lowered my voice, and said, “I was punished by the we…Lady May and so I suddenly disappeared from being the Crowned Prince’s maid.”
The Prince jerked up and looked at her, then pointed, “That’s why you look familiar! Your…”
I waved my hands at him and looked around, “Shh!”
The Prince looked around too and bent down towards me, “Sorry!”
I nodded at him and patted his head, “Better!”
The Prince chuckled and smiled at me.
This poor guy, he was now married to a beast!
“Your Highness, the hour is late!” A voice came in from outside.
Losing his smile, the Prince sighed and got up. “Make sure Madeline is well looked after!”
“Yes, Your Highness!” A voice sounded and I watched as the Prince went to walk out of the room.
He turned then and nodded at me, “Until tomorrow!”
Then he was gone…
***
Working for the Prince was a lot of fun for the first two days.
I didn’t know he was one to get into so much mischief!
He and I would hide around, pretending to do tricks and laughing at what the future of those tricks would be like.
‘What if we pulled out all of the flowers?’ Was a mischievous spoken thought between us while we walked around his garden. The Prince had stated afterwards that we would have to act like it wasn’t us, to which I obviously agreed to and then we talked about how things would proceed from there…But of course, none of the flowers were harmed in this so-called idea.
Actually, I liked this about him, as we just talked about wicked, childish things, laughing our hearts away to funny things.
What I did see though, was that the Prince had little courage.
It was quite obvious too, as I bet the maids and guards could see it.
What I wanted to do for him, was to make one of his mischievous thoughts come real, to give him some happiness.
After ‘pretending’ for two days and only staying out of sight because of who I was beforehand, as the Crowned Prince’s maid, I sort of got tired of it all...
It wasn’t like I wasn’t having fun, it was more like I still felt trapped and not going anywhere to where I wanted to be.
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I needed to come up with a plan to get into trouble, as it didn’t seem to work with the second Prince at all!
I was obnoxious and arrogant, loud and cheeky…
I was…Myself…
What I could do though, was make something come true!
Knowing that the Prince held a certain knowledge that Lady Venus was not a good person, he and I started to come up with a ‘plan’ to get back at her.
Of course, I knew the Prince was only pretending, but I wasn’t!
This would surely make me end up back into that cell!
I was looking forward to it!
***
On the other hand, the Crowned Prince frowned and yelled at his subordinate to disappear.
Having Oliver suddenly missing the next day, the Crowned Prince had been furious since!
There was only one person that he couldn’t seem to keep by his side! One person that kept slipping through his hands!
Finding out that his Consort, otherwise known as the maid, named ‘Madeline’, had been transferred to his brother’s quarters, the Crowned Prince didn’t know what to do.
He would be able to claim her back without any trouble, but…
Putting a hand through his hair, making him look disheveled and even more handsome to a certain someone, he sat down in a huff and held the arms of the chair tightly to his anger.
He needed to get to work and focus! But not only was his Princess Consort not here, right beside him, she was stubbornly laughing with his brother instead!
Before, when she had been presumed as died, he had been a bit like this as well.
He would snap easily and was unable to focus well!
But this time was different as she was right here, she was within the palace still and he knew that…The problem was, it seemed like being around him was the last thing that she wanted!
How could he not be angry!?
She was his wife!
They had not even been able to consummate the marriage yet!
…If there were any females on this planet, the one that had made him feel less of a man…Was her!
So many times, he already wanted to bed her, sleep next to her and have a normal spouse relationship!
He had taken his time, wanted her to feel treasured and accepted that she was such a troublemaker but…
It was starting to get ridiculous!
How come she rarely laughed like that by his side?
How come she looks happier there then here!?
The Crowned Prince was at a loss on what to do!
He wanted to be the one to make her smile and laugh, he wanted her to be happy here!
It wasn’t fair!
Having read the most recent report from the person who was following Oliver, Jorne had mixed feelings.
And the biggest one of all, was worry…
Yes, he, the Crowned Prince, was worried! Completely worried that a certain little maid, a certain wife, did not like him at all…And that she would…Get away…
Something had to be done, he knew that…But what had to be done?
How could he simply get her to return to him on her own free will?
Dammit!
Unable to do anything anyway, Jorne discreetly went to his brother’s quarters and hid himself in what he already knew was where Oliver slept.
He will…Just…Look at her…
Perhaps once he sees her, all will be well, and he’d be able to work again!
But…A few minutes later, upon seeing the woman that made him angry and full of desire enter into her small chamber…He knew that his eyes weren’t the only thing that was missing her…
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Upon seeing her remove her outer clothing, Jorne had not been able to stay unseen!
I jumped in fright to arms suddenly enclosing themselves around me.
“Shh!”
Seeing the person move around, I widened my eyes and then…Tried to act as though I hadn’t run away from him and his quarters.
“Your…Highness…” I stated, not able to look at him.
“Oliver…”
I was still worried that he was going to laugh at me and so I was caught completely unprepared when his lips were on mine.
Shocked, I didn’t even feel his hands change course until I felt a sudden thrill in the front of my chest!
“Ah!” I muttered, breaking the kiss and holding my hands flat on his chest.
“Oliver…”
There it is again, my name said in such a passionate way…
Oh geez!
My eyes had a mind of their own as they closed, and I felt lips kiss on my earlobe and then on my neck.
Biting my lip, I arched back, somehow trusting the one arm on my waist to continue to hold me up.
Feeling his hand go through my hair, unraveling it to be undone, I felt his lips travel further down and I took a deep breath in when a particular part of myself was breathed upon.
Breathing out that deep breath in, I moved my hands to his neck and was unable to stop myself from making a noise.
My god…
And just as I had secretly wanted, what was in between lips and skin before was now removed and I held on tighter as a certain man was kissing me in places that I had never been kissed before.
Feeling his hand push me into him, I somehow followed what he wanted and put my legs around him.
In the next instant, I found herself gently being laid on the small bed, with a man between my legs.
With eyes opened now, I stared at the man, who stopped and looked up at me from my chest.
Before I knew it, words were blurted out, “You’re not laughing at me?”
He moved up, pressing himself to me and I swallowed, feeling his…
“No.”
No…That’s it?
Why did I want more?
“…You…You don’t think I’m a joke?” I asked.
Seeing him look at me with a look that I never expected from him, I could only just stare back at him.
His smile was really amazing, making me put my thumb there, like I wanted to know if it was real.
He took my thumb into his mouth and I swallowed once again.
Wow, so…Gorgeous?
Oh…What was I feeling right now?
…Heat…My cheeks were getting so hot and I don’t know why, but I sighed…
“I may laugh sometimes at some of the things you do, Oliver, but I don’t think of you as a joke.”
Feeling his hands caress my face, I briefly look into his eyes, only then to see him lean in towards me.
Soft lips descended on mine and I moved my lips in an attempt to kiss back.
Those words and his actions…The other words and…Other actions…
I felt like I was melting.
His hands felt like a fire starter and I couldn’t help but feel like I had lost any rational thought because I was acting so strangely.
I wanted to kiss back, however bad I was at it!
I wanted to be close to him, even though we were already so close that it was scary.
I wanted him to touch me more, like my body had just made him the master of it…
Was that me, making that noise?
My god!
I was scared upon having my body shown to him. I started to panic and worry that things just weren’t going to be good enough.
I covered myself and looked away, feeling like rational thoughts were finally coming back to me!
But I had completely underestimated this man!
Did he get into my sight on purpose? Did he know that I was feeling scared and on purpose got my hand to help undress him instead of covering myself?
Feeling his skin, his chest…I started to loss myself all over again.
He was kneeling in front of me and then he helped me sit up. He took my other hand, when he stood, and put it onto his pants.
Swallowing, I wondered what I should do…
Looking up at him, clearly inexperienced, I saw his eyes staring at me…They were staring right into my soul and I was at a loss for words!
He helped me stand up and guided my hand inside his shirt, and I was very focused upon what I felt under that piece of cloth still on him!
Ah, for so long I wanted to see what he had underneath!
He felt tough, with bumps but smooth at the same time.
It was weird!
I had seen a man’s chest before, well it was only a couple of times, but…My hands seemed to like this one a lot…I felt like they were being mind controlled as they touched every bit of this man’s chest, taking off the cloth covering it!
Jorne clenched his hands and jaw.
He felt like this was a double-edged sword right now!
Having kissed her was great…As she had kissed him back!
There was something of him in this woman’s heart! He was sure of that now!
He wanted more though! He wanted to be on her mind all the time!
He didn’t know if it was payback, for all the time that she was on his mind, or something he deeply wanted without thinking too much into it but…Either way, he wanted her to want him!
To have come this far and see her perfect skin, her perfect body, Jorne suddenly felt uncertain.
Having seen her try to cover herself with her hands and turn her head away had made him extremely worried!
The only next plan of action was to see if she really did feel wronged at this moment. He wanted to know if she was shy or…Something else…
Having her touch his body, letting her roam as she liked with it seemed to have shown that she had been shy because…
Now…He was nearly at his limits!
He could hardly take anymore of her hands touching his skin!
All he wanted to do was take those hands in his, lay her down and be the one in control again!
The desire was already there, having been there now for a while but…If he did what he wanted to do, in a place like this, wouldn’t she just dislike him once again?
No, he had to control himself!
He had to…Let her show him the way!
And so, he wanted to claim himself the man that he was but just one woman was still making him uneasy…Just one certain woman!
Unbeknown to me, of Jorne’s frantic mind, I was already smitten, taking in the chest before my eyes!
He was fit, like he should be!
Those two little peaks were hard and poking out, making me want to play with them!
“You little minx…”
Looking up, because of the voice, I stopped.
His look seemed a bit pained, but gentle and I had no idea why he looked that way.
Kissing me again, I felt his hand over mine, lowering it even more…Touching something that was just as hard as his chest. Hearing his breathing heavier now, I really wondered what he was feeling right now.
Obviously, he was liking what I was doing, as he had showed me an action and I continued on with it.
He held me tight, as I continued doing something that I had never ever done before and I felt…Power…
Wow…
His hands roamed in my hair, his breath was going chaotic and he was moaning my name…
This was great!
I liked him like this!
It was like I was the centre of his universe! That I was what gave him air to breath!
Hearing him hiss, he stopped me, and I felt like he was diving into my mouth and covering my whole body.
He just took me into his arms like I was some small animal!
Lips…Hands…
Never had I been so close to another male before!
His mouth, his hand, his body…I felt like my brain was going to explode!
My brain was cut into several pieces and couldn’t process any type of information except that of how I felt and how I wanted to feel!
“Oliver!”
Feeling him hold me tight and bring up my legs once again, I somehow complied.
He put his lips on my neck, sucking onto me and I found it ticklish but then I was shocked to feel something…Weird…
Before I could think to much into it, I found myself on the bed again and another thing happened that took away my attention…
Oh my…
Holding his head to my chest, I squirmed to what else he was doing and could not help but hear myself moan.
With deep breaths, I held onto his hair, feeling his lips and…
When he stopped, I was not happy…Not at all!
I saw him chuckle, making me frown but he came closer to me, putting his lips to mine again and I again clung to his head.
Just as I felt like I wanted something more, a piercing pain shocked me to be still.
What was going on?
With wide eyes, I looked at the man above me, and swallowed…
Oh…This must be that…That man and woman thing…
Moving away from his lips, I put my hands to his chest, pushing at him.
“Did I hurt you?”
I nodded, “Yes, please stop…”
“I’m sorry. I…”
Frowning to words and how they were being said, I didn’t know what to do when he just put his head into my neck.
…I didn’t know what to do…
On the other hand, Jorne didn’t know what to do either!
He had never intended to come this far!
She showed more and more signs of liking him and he knew he was excited about that!
He couldn’t help but continue to explore her body but…Things kept going and so did he!
Apologizing, Jorne thought that this was probably as far as they would go, which was a lot more then he had expected anyway…So, it was fine…
He just needed…Some time to…
He sounded like he needed a hug!
Sighing, I put my arms around him and hugged him…Liking his chest once again.
How did I forget how handsome he was!
Putting my fingers over his back, I heard him make a noise and hold me tighter around my waist.
Jorne kissed the neck against his lips and couldn’t help but focus upon those fingers going down his back…
It simply wasn’t fair…
He really was trying here!
With one of his fingers taking my attention as it went to a special hidden place of mine, I gasped and arched.
A groan was then heard and then another pain came over me as I felt myself being intruded upon.
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