Chapter 11
The sun had set as I sat at the edge of the bed. I had been patiently waiting for the sound of Cassius' door to open so I could speak to him but the hallway was dead silent.
A rather loud knock on the door had me on my feet in a matter of second.
"Cassius thank gods I've been-," When I swung the door open I had expected to see Cassius standing before me but instead, I was met with a short lady. Her burning red hair was tied up in a tight bun.
"Sorry to disappoint, I'm your temporary maid for the week." Her hard expressions and blank stare made me completely uncomfortable unlike Eladia's presence that put me at ease.
"Oh, I'm R-,"
"There will be no need for first name bases. I'm only allowed to call you Madam or Miss." The simple yet stern response took me by surprise and I didn't know exactly how to respond.
"Is there anything you need, Madam?" She deadpanned and I racked my brain before replying, dumbfounded by the lack of friendliness.
"Uh, some towels maybe."
With a quick nod, she turned around and walked down the hallway swiftly. My eyes followed her down the hall until footsteps caught my attention to my right.
“How’d training go today?” Cassius walked up to me with a smile plastered onto his face which only made me grimace. What did that little snake do to him?
“How’d the little walk with the Princess go?” I fired back with arms crossed. His smile dimmed slightly before he looked around us and pushed me back into my room. He eased to door shut until it clicked and once we were safe inside the space he cleared his throat.
“It wasn’t as it seemed.”
“From the enormous smile on your face I could beg a differ.” My eyebrows raised and he just sighed, placing two fingers against his forehead.
“Princess Jasmine’s family is the King’s closest ally in trade and power. That’s a little tip I got out of her today, that’s the only reason I’d be around such a vile person such as herself.”
I nodded, taking in his words and I felt my chest build in hope. We were getting somewhere, even if it were baby steps there was still progress.
“What about you? Did you learn anything useful about the Prince?”
Just the thought of the Prince alone sent a warm sensation up my spine and my eyes widened at the feeling.
What the hell?
“Uh, well I found out what his powers are. I wouldn’t consider it useful to us, more so on the very very useless side.” I sent a small forced smile towards Cassius and his eyebrows furrowed.
“What do you mean?”
“He can control minds. He can manipulate people into doing whatever he pleases.” I mutter and Cassius’ mouth drops open before he shuts it back quickly.
“Okay, that’s not that bad I mean what if we -,”
“It’s bad. How can we overthrow someone with a power like that??”
Silence engulfed the room as we both noticed this easy plan we had thought up might not be so easy.
After a few moment, the thought of Elijah and his mother came into my mind and I mentally scolded myself for even forgetting.
“Do you remember anyone that mother seemed very close to?” I asked and the question obviously caught him off guard.
He looked towards the floor while he thought before turning back towards me.
“I don’t think so, why?”
“How about an Elijah?”
He stilled at the name and his face coiled in shock.
“How do you know Elijah...?” His voice was cold and stern. I felt my stomach flip at his tone and I stuttered back a response.
“I- I well he is h-here and-,”
“Do you think this is some sick joke?” He gritted through his teeth, fully turning to me.
“What? No! What are you-,”
“Elijah was my best friend. He died not long after we fled the castle so there is no way you saw him.”
His words hit me like a wave crashing against the shore, hard and cold. He reached for his back pocket and pulled out his black leather wallet, opening it up he whipped out a small photo of him and... Elijah.
Same dirty blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes.
“Cassius.. that’s the guy I seen. He’s not dead, maybe he wanted you to think that but-,”
“Drop it, Raven.”
Prince Rhyland’s POV
After a shower, I wrapped the towel lowly on my hips and stepped out of my bathroom to find Jasmine sitting pretty on my bed.
Her tanned skin showing clearly under her night gown.
“Finally, I thought you had drowned in there.” She smiled, whisking a stray hair from her face before standing up.
“What are you doing here, Jasmine?” I deadpanned as the tip of her finger dragged against my bare skin. She walked in a complete circle around me before stopping before my eyes.
“You know very well what I’m doing here.” Her seductive smile told me all too well what she wanted and normally, I’d fall into it.
But tonight, the thought of that Blueblood wouldn’t escape my mind. Raven. Even her name on the tip of my tongue sent me into a frenzy.
I wonder what she would taste like on the tip of my tongue?
“Ah, thinking about what you’d like to do to me tonight I see.”
I internally groaned as Jasmine’s voice ruined my thoughts.
“Not tonight.”
My words short and clipped yet she still didn’t get it. Her fingers trailed down my chest then to my stomach and a tad bit further before I gasped at her grip.
“Are you sure about that? You know you enjoy this just as much as I do.”
Who the hell am I kidding? Raven hardly knows me, and the me she thinks she knows is a character of my father’s choice.
The towel around my waist dropped to the floor as Jasmine bent down into her knees infront of me.
My thoughts were paused the moment she took me into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip expertly.
A groan escaped my lips as I moved my hand to the back of her head, my fingers sprawled in my hair before getting a grip.
She moved back and forth with my cock pushing deeper and deeper into her throat with each stroke.
I started moving her head with my hand that was placed on her head, picking my own pace and getting lost in the ecstasy of the feeling.
Her warm wet mouth meeting me with each thrust and her delicate fingers wrapped around the base made for an erotic feeling to shoot through me as my climax neared.
She knew it too, her pace increased and so did my hand movement, pushing myself further and further into her mouth while the heat built up inside me.
My movements became erratic and jerky but she continued as my climax hit full force.
I clamped my eyes shut and let my climax rush through my body, my mouth dropped open and I shouted her name, gripping onto her hair tighter while I released myself into her mouth.
I heard her gasp and stand up, her face blood red with anger as her hand swept across my face. The stinging sensation lit on my right cheek and I looked at her as if she was mad.
But then it hit me.
I hadn’t shouted her name, I had shouted...
Raven’s.