Chapter 28 Marriage

• Sometimes I wonder how I could have been so stupid to take his hand. I had no control over my body or words. My weakness gave him the power to enter my mind and bend me to his will. Now I am trapped in Hell itself. I will never show weakness in front of the king again. I won’t give him the opportunity to use me.
• Just like his eyes, the king’s heart is as black as night. His temper is like a volcano, always near erupting. The tiniest of movements or facial expressions can set off a mood swing which rages a storm on anyone unlucky enough to be nearby.
• I have learned to tread carefully. The painful memories of the times I defied him haunt me, no matter how hard I try to lock them away. Simple things like refusing to go to dinner or not making eye contact when Lucifer speaks sends his rage building like deep water currents. With each beating I have received, my will to survive and make it out of here has weakened.