Chapter 40 Chapter 40 -DAVID- It had been months since the vile sneak had taken over the castle. Reherea had promised him that Savonnich was easy to handle. Saying that she was a spoiled child who would most likely hide in her room, posting. That wasn't the case. That wasn't the case at all. The woman had a complete run of his castle, and nothing he did helped him get an advantage. The staff had slowly begun isolating him and taking anything they didn't agree with to Savonnuli. He remembered her words to him. I will here you replaced. He trembled in anger. I'm your Mistress. He didn't remember punching the wall, but the skin on his knuckles was split and bleeding. Pain hadn't bloomed just yet, but he was sure once his anger abated, it would arrive. He welcomed it. "Princess," He said out loud. "Dirty trollip is more like it." He hated the woman, He wanted so badly to be by his Mistress' side. How beautiful Rebecca was, How regal and majestic, his true Mistress was, He'd sent off a letter only weeks ago, asking for her brilliant mind to help his situation. He'd tried to enter the Prince's quarters on several occasions. Going so far as to wait until the moon was high in the sky before creeping through the hallways to his doors. Only to find that the woman had placed two doormen to stand guard at night. She'd even moved in with hin When he'd finally received a response from her, he was confused. She mentioned once again that Savonnuh should be easy to control. No better than a simpering child throwing a tantrum. However, it was the last paragraph of her letter that had been the most confusing. He pulled the letter out of his secret compartment of his side table and reread the last paragraph. "I understand that her beauty may cause some uncertainty, but don't be fooled. Her brain is no better then the bright birds who sing to the sun in the morning. If the bird's song becomes tedious, perhaps it's time to bring about the serenity of silence. I trust your decisions, sweet David. Remember, it's you I think of nightly while the op my pillow." She had such a way with words that he almost became lost in them. Oh, my sweet Mistress. I shall hold you once again. She hadn't gifted him yet with a night of passion, but the promised it was to come. However, the first line in the paragraph that gave him pause. He read part of it again, out loud. "Her beauty may cause some uncertainty. beauty? My Mistress must be fooled like the rest of the kingdom. Foolish Visca." Upon receiving it, he'd immediately pulled a quill and parchment from his desk and began writing back to her. He spoke on how Savonnuh arrived disheveled, not fitting any of her dresses. They hung off her like an empty potato sack. He wanted to know if she'd seen Savonuuh in person because the woman was no beauty. Indeed, she was marred in scars. Then he added how she wore the Goddess" charm around her neck, flaunting it for all to see. Was her family not openly opposed to the faith? Finally, he'd added briefly that she'd taken control of the castle and was incredibly quick-witted for such an ugly creature. It had been several weeks since his response to her, and in that time, Savonnuh had turned his position, normally a necessity for the castle, into one of unneeded, disgruntled service. He sat on his bed as he stewed over the things he'd experienced since she'd been here. The most troubling being the maffled voices he'd heard coming from the room. He'd been looking for more writing parchment in the library beside Dax's compartments when he'd heard a male's laughter, followed by that of a Savonnuh's. She either had another man in there with her, like the probable shut that she was, or Savonnuh wasn't administering the Wolfsbane and Day was coherent and conscious. If that was the case, loe'd soon be a dead man. Anger filled bin all over again. All of his hard work was being ruined by this ugly little creature. He'd get to the bottom of what was going on in that room and he was going to do it right this He stood and grabbed one of the rags by his water bowl to wrap it around his knuckles before stalking out of his room. He was about to turn the corner to the Prince's hallway when one of the stable servants called his name. It was one of the few servants he still had in his pocket. He'd planted him in t through. the stables under the Marshal in order to catch any messengers that came "Master Dayid, you received a letter. It's not marked, but I thought you'd want to see it immediately. His voice dropped into a conspiratorial whisper as he leased in close. Just like last time, i caught the messenger beauty the Marshal saw him." Joy bloomed from within, and a smile curled the sides of his lips. "Good man. Good man, indeed. He pulled out one of his few gold coins and dropped it into the pocket of the servant. "Remember, keep up the good work, and there's more where that came from." The servant beamed as he turned and ran back the way he'd come. Chapter 40 David brought the rolled parchment up to his nose and inhaled. The scent of Vanilla flooded his senses. Mistress. His pants grew snug as thoughts of Rebecca floated across his mind. She truly has the most perfect timing. What would I do without her? Turning from the hallway entrance, he made his way back to his room. Locking the door behind him, he broke the wax seal and unrolled the parchment with reverence. My Dearest David. Thank you for your letter. This news is truly troubling. I'm confused by your explanation of Serronnul I have met her in person and she is quite pleasing to the eye. Not as steaming as your Mistress, of course. She had no blemishes of any sort, and she was absolutely. against any service towards our Goddess From your explanation, I fear Visca has made steps to protect his daughter, and the woman who claims to be your Princess is indeed quite the opposite. I shall not bore you with the details, my love, You have always been so brave and so trustworthy. I admit to losing sleep fantasizing about your hands on me. I can't wait to feel your lips on my body. Only you can make me feel this way, my dearest, but I have a favor to ask. By any means necessary, collect that pendant of the imposter and send it to me as soon as you're able. If it's the one I believe it to be, then we must hurry, my love, or else all of our planning will be for not. Yours forever. Rebecon His heart hammered at his chest as his cock pulsed with each thought he had of Rebecca's beautiful body. 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