Leonard finally reached his quarters. He stood facing the door as he keened his ears on any sound coming from the room. He picked up light snores really close to the door. Did she not sleep on the bed? He wondered, as his fingers reached out for the knob, twisting it softly. He pulled the door open and sighted Dydra sleeping on the rugged floor, few inches away from where he stood. A frown formed on his face. Her thin frame laid on the floor, with his coat serving as a sheet to warm her up. He noticed she still wore the same fit from the previous night, and his lips set into a thin line. Why didn't she listen to him? He disliked the idea of her not following his words.
He fully entered the room, closing the door behind him. He squatted down and gently picked her up, making sure the coat still covered her bare upper body. He walked towards the bed and gently placed her on it. She immediately melted in the silk covers. Her hands unconsciously dabbed around to find the covers, pulling it over her body.
A small smile formed on the crown prince's face, as he studied the girl's features in his bed. Her lips were small, heart-shaped and black pink—upper lip black, lower lip pink. She had a cute button nose. He squinted his eyes and noticed she had light freckles on her cheeks that almost matched with her dark skin. Her red-hair was in a mess, with pieces of it stuck to her forehead and cheek. Her thick lashes rested on her face and he recalled her ocean blue eyes. As she slept, she had a relaxed and peaceful aura, unlike the guarded on she always had.
Suddenly, light whimpers escaped her lips and a deep frown drew on her face. Her breathing became heavy, with sweat pushing out of her skin. She was having a nightmare. The same one she usually had, that Oryen previously stopped, but it seemed the spell wore off and it was back. This time she didn't see Jerry. All she saw was Leonard. And in her dream, he had his way with her. She wanted to scream and shout and yell, but her voice was gone. She was in the black dress her foster mother had gifted her, and both her limbs were chained tightly. She could feel his nasty tongue moving all over her body. Her body shuddered with irritation, with hot tears gushing from her eyes, both in the dream and in the present.
Leonard was quick to react and sat by her side. He didn't know what to do. He stretched his arms toward her but he paused midway as he didn't know what to do. He was pissed at himself. He always had solutions for almost everything or a small idea on how to stop it, but why couldn't he come up with any now that he needed it the most. Her tears increased with her sobbing, and he suddenly wrap his arms around her, placing her head on his thighs. He made sure her bare upper body was covered by the sheets. He placed his palm on her cheeks caressing softly, with the other by his side. This was the only thing he came up with as this was what his birth mother, the late Queen used to do to him whenever he was upset.
The soft caresses seemed to calm her down, as the tears seized, and so did her whimpers. He heard a change in her heartbeat and breathing—she is awake. Her lashes shuttered open, with her watery ocean blue eyes adjusting to the view. The first thing she saw was her body lying on a bed. Her heart skipped a beat. Thinking she was still having the nightmare, that she felt was real. She was quick to seat up, with the covers around her naked upper body slipping away, revealing her bare back to Leonard.
Her hands quickly went to the covers and brought it over her chest, but her back was still very bare. She didn't have the knowledge that a man was behind her. She began to panic when she noticed that her upper body was naked. Her mind was still foggy and she couldn't tell between a dream and reality. Tears flowed like water as she hugged her body tightly.
Leonard, who was distracted by her bare back, was soon to snap out when he heard her cries. For some reason, it hurt him and he wanted to reassure her that he had punished the person responsible, seriously.
"Dydra." He called to gain her attention. Dydra's body froze the instant she heard a male's voice from behind her. To her, it sounded the same as the plump pervert, and she immediately let out a terrified scream.
"AHHH! She jumped to her feet and tried running off the gigantic bed, but she sheets caught between her legs, making her fall back down. She tried her bests to get out, but only increased the tangle. She shut her eyes tightly as she kicked her feet.
Leonard found this to be amusing. The corner of his lips pulled up, and he leaned toward her, but in the process her foot caught on the unbuttoned part of his shirt and with a swift pull, all the buttons came off, revealing his chiseled chest.
At the same time, her shut eyes came open and what she saw was a man with his shirt opened, leaning close to her.
She froze.
"AHHH! Please don't hurt me! I beg of you!" She pleaded on top of her lungs, clenching the covers over her chest tightly. She stood to her feet, with the covers still wrapped around them.
She moved her legs quickly like a little rabbit and she managed to reach the edge. Just as she jumped off, her knees came in contact with the hard wood and she plunged hard on the rugged floor.