  &quot;She chose a shepherd over a prince.&quot; He shook his head. &quot;So do you know what I did to her?&quot; He asked.
  I just looked at him without replying. I knew he did something terrible to her and I didn't want to know what it was.
  &quot;I let my men have their way with her while I had some wine listening to her screams all night long. She was begging me to save her but I had already given her many chances. What a waste, she was a beauty.&quot; He shook his head again then grabbed his glass and took a sip of water.
  I knew this wasn't just a story, it was a warning. My stomach twisted in disgust and fear and I suddenly felt like throwing up.
  &quot;Are you alright?&quot; He asked looking worriedly at me. &quot;You look pale.&quot;
  &quot;I am fine.&quot; I forced myself to speak.
  He chuckled darkly. &quot;Don't worry. I won't do to you what I did to her.&quot; He slow

  On my way to the guest room I walked as carefully as I could. I did not want get into an accident again. The guard at the door nodded for me to go inside and I continued further in. The first thing I heard was Pierres laugh. He was sitting comfortable in an armchair with legs crossed talking to someone sitting in front of him. I couldn't see who, yet I already knew it was the man from earlier. How I knew I wasn't sure.
  As I neared where they were seated Pierre took notice of me. As his gaze settled on my face I saw anger flash through his eyes but he quickly turned away and continued speaking to his guest. I went to the table and slowly put the tray down.
  Picking up the teapot I slowly began to pour some tea for Pierre, I already knew how he liked his tea then turned to my savor without looking him in the eyes. &quot;How would you like your tea, Your highness?&quot; I asked.
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  &quot;Wait!&quot; but she was already gone.
  Lucian was still confused. How was he supposed to bath here? He went the box with the things she called scr.a.p.ers. Grabbing one he looked at it. How was he supposed to use this? And he had never used a pumping faucet before.
  Lucian sighed with frustration when he heard the creaking sound of the door opening. An old man walked inside and began undress.
  Lucian observed the man and tried to follow his steps. He filled a bucket with water, took a thing that looked like a stone from one of the boxes to wash himself and the scr.a.p.er to scrub the dirt off. It was really a strange way to bath Lucian thought as he rinsed off everything with the clean but cold water.
  Lastly he dried himself then slid into the new clothes he got from the woman he still didn't know the name of. When he walked outside he was surprised to find Elle waiting for 

&quot;She chose a shepherd over a prince.&quot; He shook his head. &quot;So do you know what I did to her?&quot; He asked.
  I just looked at him without replying. I knew he did something terrible to her and I didn't want to know what it was.
  &quot;I let my men have their way with her while I had some wine listening to her screams all night long. She was begging me to save her but I had already given her many chances. What a waste, she was a beauty.&quot; He shook his head again then grabbed his glass and took a sip of water.
  I knew this wasn't just a story, it was a warning. My stomach twisted in disgust and fear and I suddenly felt like throwing up.
  &quot;Are you alright?&quot; He asked looking worriedly at me. &quot;You look pale.&quot;
  &quot;I am fine.&quot; I forced myself to speak.
  He chuckled darkly. &quot;Don't worry. I won't do to you what I did to her.&quot; He slowly moved closer and grabbed my chin. &quot;You are a precious one Hazel. I liked you from the mo

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