Chapter 150 Moments that turned into feelings
William was dead asleep as he laid next to her. She followed the lines of his back and wanted to trace
them with her fingers. It was odd to care for a man that was as beautiful as he was rough. Her heart
hummed for him alone and if she thought too deeply, she might discover the true core of her feelings.
Beth would tease her ruthlessly until she admitted something ridiculous like being in love with him. Doris
didn’t know the first thing about love. No one had ever taught her the meaning of it and books only tried
to tell her the glorified details of it. Nothing real, nothing that she could relate to or grasp onto.
Doris wasn’t sure if she was supposed to resent her feelings or wish them away. Was it love to want him
to stay more than she wanted him to leave? Was it love to feel warm around him and cold when he was
gone? What was love when the man she cared for confused her more than assured her?
It wasn’t fair to be a girl like her. Everyone else seemed to just know when it was right for them. (This
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Everyone seemed to know what love was and Doris wasn’t sure if she was feeling love or hatred half of
the time.
Many maids in the palace had found secret forbidden love with other servants or guards. They whispered
their love in private and kissed in dark hallways when no one was around. She saw how sure they were
of their feelings. There was no sense of wonder or resentment like there was for Doris. The men assured
their women that they loved them-but did Doris want that? Did she want her lover to always tell her he
loved her so she never forgot? Or did she want whatever it was that William gave her? 2
What if everyone experienced different sorts of love and she was already drowning in her own version?
The one that William created for her over the weeks, and now she didn’t want to crawl out of it to save
herself. She wanted to drown in his fucked up version of love if it only meant it would stay. If it meant he
would never stray from her.
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Her thoughts caused her to toss and turn until she finally got up and pulled on a thick robe over her
clothes. She glanced back at William still asleep before she slipped out the door and into the hall. His
guards spared her one curious look before they stared forward again.
Normally when she couldn’t sleep, she would go to the library and try to read anything just to get her
thoughts somewhere new. It was so peaceful in there, her feet went automatic as they took her right
where she needed to be as if they knew the drill.
The second she stepped through the doors, she inhaled the smell of old parchment. It caressed her mind
and calmed her worst thoughts until she couldn’t remember what they were anymore. There was nothing
but her and the thousands of books that offered an escape.
“I hoped to find you here.” said a voice from behind her. Doris turned to see Prince Martin rising from his
favorite chair. She hadn’t even thought to look there like she normally did, he
was the furthest thing from her muddled mind.
“Oh, Prince Martin.” Doris bowed. “I’m sorry to have disturbed you, I’ll be going—“
“No, I wanted to see you here.” Prince Martin smiled and went to close the door. He kept it just a crack
open as if that offered them enough privacy. She forced herself to stay where she was instead of opening
it wider.
“Well, what can I do for you?” Doris picked at her nails and glanced around the dim room. (This will
be daily updtaed at www.jar.com) A few candles were scattered around the area, not nearly enough
of them were lit enough for her to see him better.
Prince Martin took a deep breath and walked right up to her until they were just an inch apart. Doris tried
to move back, but she bumped right into the desk behind her. “I’ve thought about you every second you
were gone, Doris.” He admitted. His green eyes followed the lines of her face. “Did you ever think about
me?” He asked.
Doris had never felt so lost for words. Her lips parted, but nothing came out. Nothing wanted to come
out-she had nothing to say. “I know this is sudden, Doris.” He gripped her hands.
“… what? What are you saying, Prince Martin?” She silently prayed he was only telling her he was
concerned for her because they were friends… nothing more. But the look on his face told her differently
and made her heart race with uncertainty.
“I’m saying that I don’t want you to call me prince anymore… A bit of my heart swells in pain whenever
you bow to me or call me that. I heard you call my other brothers by their names –“
“You wish for me to call you Martin?” Doris said hesitantly.
Martin laughed a little and ran his fingers through his hair. “I’m sure this has come as a surprise, but I told
myself that when you came back to me, I would tell you how I felt.”
His green eyes searched her face again, but she only felt blank. “I don’t understand what you mean…”
Prince Martin’s eyes flickered to her lips. He brushed her hair back behind her ear and Doris felt as if
time was speeding up faster than she could register. Her mind was two steps behind his actions and she
wanted to push him far away from her.
“Perhaps I should just show you…” He leaned down, but immediately pushed himself away when the
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William stood with fire in his eyes as he glared at Martin. He looked as if he was about to tear him in half
right there.
Prince Martin cleared his throat and straightened his suit. “Brother, it’s nice to see you home. I’m glad the
rogues didn’t kill you.” William’s eyes flickered from Doris to Martin.
Did she look as confused as she felt? Doris took a few more steps away from Martin as if he s had just
attacked her with his words. (This will be daily updtaed at www.jar.com) Never had she
dreamed that Prince Martin had those sort of feelings for her… but it was clear he had some sort of
intentions when he found her alone in the library. I
“I’m sure it is. I haven’t heard once from you since I arrived, now I catch you in here trying to seduce my
horrified mate.” William said more calmly than he looked. Martin looked taken aback at his words as he
shot Doris a quick look.
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“Melody isn’t my mate. Doris is.” William took a few steps inside the room towards Martin and it was
starting to make Doris sweat. I
“Doris is your mate?” He said in disbelief. He glanced between Doris and William as if it was all one big
joke they were playing on him. Doris was too stunned to even think of a response. Did he just try to kiss
her? The married crown prince just tried to his her?
“Shouldn’t you be with your new wife?” William asked through his teeth.
Martin raised his brows. “If this is some sort of sick joke to play on me because of Grace, it
isn’t funny. I know you always resented me because of it.”
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Did William care about Lady Grace still?
“I just wonder why you always gravitate towards the women I have. It must be some sort of sick fetish
you have, isn’t it?” William stopped when he was inches in front of Martin. He looked down his nose at
him as if he was no bigger than a bug.
“Melody is your mate, everyone knows that.” Martin said through his teeth. He straightened
“Melody is out with the trash where she belongs. My true mate is the one you came here in hopes to
seduce. Unfortunately, she is not yours to take this time.”
Don’t look at her again. I’m the one talking to you.”
“William.” Martin said slowly. “I—”
William let him go and took Doris’s hand. “If I catch you alone with her again, you know what I’ll do.”
“You’ll try to kill me like you did when you found out about Grace?” Martin said almost bitterly. Doris had
never seen that side of him, she almost couldn’t believe it.
“This time, I won’t fail.” William promised before they left out the door and back towards his room in a
deafening silence.