NovelEnglishChosen By The Moon
Chapter 171
Dylan POV
| sat on the side of the lake, overlooking the beautiful dark blue rippling water that embodied it, both my feet
were hare and gently dipped into the cold substance. My mind reeled with everything | had been through and
tears dripped from my eyes still. It was the first moment I'd had alone since arriving at the Rebellions base.
One thing about being away from the king was that | was finally able to genuinely grieve for my mom. The king's
mentality was to simply get over it and move on, but the nature of her death was too shocking, and bloody for
filled the sky and shook the green vibrant trees.
“Dylan?” So much for peace and quiet. | quickly composed my sorrowful self and sniffed, wiping my eyes quickly,
and trying my hardest not to let Lewis see my sorrow as he cup behind me. My moment of peace was gone,
but somehow I didn’t mind, Lewis was the only person who seemed to makefeel comfortable here. | went to
stand but instead he sat down next to me, and let his own gaze go across the lake. “I heard you sorted the issue
of the van out. They shouldn't have put that on you, especially not straight away... he spoke it half toand
half absentmindedly. It didn’t bother me, it was my fault in the first place. “Anyway... Are you settling in?”
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uld feel his h
| just nodded my head and sighed, | could smell his cologne, and | could feel his body heat from next to me,
makingwant nothing more than to be embraced by it, | would never act on those feelings though. I'm not
even sure if | could let anyone hugat this point without instantly feeling the kings hands all over me. A small
shiver of disgust raked throughat the thought, and | was convinced it went unnoticed, but that didn’t seem
to be the case as | felt something warm and slightly heavy drape over my shoulders binging forth a moment of
terror which then turned into
confusion.
Lewis was simply staring at me, smiling gently, not caring about the fact that he had just givenhis jacket to
wear. It wasn’t particularly cold, however the now late evening air did hold a certain chill, and so | was grateful
for the warmth it gave me.
“How have you been, Dylan.” | cringed, remembering how the king had spoken my ntobefore thinking
about givinganother brutal flogging. Everything remindedof him. | thought now that | was away, I'd be
free, | thought | would never have to think about him ever again, but my mind had other ideas.
Whenever | walked down a row of tents, I'd see the king torturingin front of the audience sat outside the
palace steps, with small tents and cameras capturing every minute of my mutilation. | had only been in it once,
but if Every t| step into the lunch hall, | feel the kings fork embedding itself so nonchalantly in the back of
my hand, and if sendsinto a fit of panic like last time, then | wasn’t going to eat. It wasn’t good because it
meant that | was skipping meals and | of all people had to get my eating habits up.
“I'm ok.” | wasn’t, | was never ever going to be ok again. The king had done far too much for my mind and body
to simply forget, and | still hadn't began my monthly cycle, the thought of being pregnant was becoming
stronger and
stronger, with each passing day.
“Stop it! Don’t just sit there and say that you're ok! You always say that... | just want you to...” Lewis drew my
attention towards him and frowned at my hollow orbs. Sighing and cutting his own previous sentence off. “Just,
Talk to me, please Dylan. God, | hated it. Whenever anyone else had said my nit didn’t bother me, but after
hearing the king say my ntohearing Lewis speak it, made my insides crawl, he was too nice for this
world. “The last t| saw you. I... the last the sawwas when the king defiledmore than ever, the
last thing | wanted was for
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him to bring that up again. “I never should have left you there.”
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| just shook my head at him. He had to leave me, we both knew it back then. The last the sawI'd been
completely and utterly humiliated, | never ever wanted to feel like that again.
“You had to leave, king Josh would have killed you if you hadn't.” | was right, but still, anyone could see that
Lewis blamed himself for what went on that day, and because of it he gavea look that screamed nothing but
sympathy. “Don’t... Don’t look atlike that, Lewis!” | shook my head and met his guze, pity swam in his orbs,
and | couldn’t stand it. Especially when | was seeing it on him anyway. “I can take it from everyone else, but |
can’t take it from you, 1
don’t want your pity.”
“How could you even think that | pity you?” He placed his large hand on my cheek and | subconsciously found
myself leaning into it, sniffling as | tried my hardest not to break down on him. “I think you are the strongest,
most amazing person | have ever met. | don’t pity you at all... all you will ever get fromis my support, and
my respect. | sat there gaping my mouth at him like a fish out of water. | never in a million years would have
thought he would ever say something like that to me.
Every single word was laced with truth, his bright orbs never once faltering at holding my gaze, and if | wasn’t
already sat down, | imagine my knees would have been-buckling right from under me.
Honestly | had no idea how he could seeas anything other than completely damaged, but I really did like the
way he looked at me. It made my insides feel like they were about to burst open at any moment.
Lewis really was a kind and caring man, and as much as | hate to admit it, | really was falling for him, and | was «
falling hard...
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