< Forgive me\u00a0<\/p>\n
Forgive me\u00a0<\/p>\n
:\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Points>\u00a0<\/p>\n
The maids entered the room with an endless array of flowers. Abril wondered what this was all about. The room was filled with flowers of all types and colors, though there were no roses. As she watched, Abril asked, \u201cWhat is all this?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHis Majesty ordered us to bring these flowers for the princess,\u201d one of the maids replied.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t want them, take them away.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWe can\u2019t do that, princess. His Majesty would be angry with us if we disobey his orders.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t want them.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cPlease, princess, accept the flowers. They are not to blame for anything.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The maids pleaded with the princess for several hours until, in the end, she accepted the flowers. After the maids left, Abril stared at the flowers, a sweet aroma filling the room. It was a beautiful gesture from the king, but she couldn\u2019t forgive him for lying to her. She knew she was being stubborn, but she hated being lied to and, above all, she hated the pain.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Someone knocked on the door. Shortly after, Alessandro peeked into the room and asked, \u201cMay I come in?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Alessandro entered the room, ignoring Abril\u2019s wishes. He sat on the edge of the bed and tried to take her hand, but she didn\u2019t allow it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI know you are upset, but I am apologizing.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Abril turned her face away, she didn\u2019t want to listen to the king. She covered her ears with her hands and said, \u201cI don\u2019t want to hear from Your Majesty.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Alessandro took Abril\u2019s hands and forced her to look at him. \u201cWhat do you want me to do to earn your forgiveness?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNothing, I no longer believe in Your Majesty\u2019s words.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI know I lied to you, and I apologize for that. I couldn\u2019t control myself, and I hurt you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt hurt a lot, it still hurts.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Alessandro stole a kiss from Abril and said, \u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Abril tried to push him away, but she couldn\u2019t. He continued kissing her, repeating over and\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
:\u00a0<\/p>\n
< Forgive me\u00a0<\/p>\n
over between kisses, \u201cI\u2019m sorry.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Points\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Abril stopped struggling, Alessandro said, \u201cI\u2019m sorry, it won\u2019t happen again. I\u2019ll be gentler next time.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThere won\u2019t be a next time, I don\u2019t want to feel pain again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Alessandro caressed her face, her hair, gave her a soft kiss on the cheeks, on the lips, and said, \u201cForgive me, I\u2019ll do whatever you ask, but forgive me, let me redeem myself.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI no longer believe in Your Majesty\u2019s words, they are lies. I hate being lied to. I can endure being ignored or mistreated, but I hate being lied to, and even more, I hate the pain.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNow that I know, it won\u2019t happen again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cReally? Do you promise?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI can\u2019t promise there won\u2019t be pain in the future since you are still inexperienced, but once you get used to it, there won\u2019t be pain.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThis time it\u2019s not a lie?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s not a lie.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Alessandro continued to cover her face with small kisses until she agreed to forgive him, though she still refused a second time. Alessandro knew there were times when it was better to yield, so he didn\u2019t insist further. He would wait for her to calm down, lower her guard, and forget what had happened the previous night.\u00a0<\/p>\n
*****\u00a0<\/p>\n
Cassian had returned to the training field. That day, he practiced with his sword all afternoon. He wanted to vent, to release all the pain and suffering he carried inside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The fact that Alessandro and Abril had consummated their marriage meant only one thing: they had become a real couple and there was no longer a place for him between them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Cassian continued practicing until his hands were raw and bleeding, the pain becoming quite bothersome. If he went to see the princess even for a moment, he knew his wounds could heal easily, but he refused to see her because he couldn\u2019t control his emotions at that moment and didn\u2019t want to say or do something he would regret in the future.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
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