This is going to be a bit of a different chapter because it's in the Queen's point of view! Warning this chapter contains abuse.
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Queen's POV
I order the guards to come pick up my husband. I can't believe Gregory would do that! Gregory the one that ran away from his own selection and left everything.

I wish I could do more, but the only thing I know to do is keep my anger and sadness in my head where they'll be at consist war with each other. I don't know if I'll ever be happy again.

I leave the room to go up to the Queens chambers, but when I enter I see Gregory laying on my bed half naked.

"There you are. I've been waiting," Gregory says.

I frown in disgust. "Aren't you coming on the bed, baby?" He asks.

"No," I reply.

"Don't make me get rough on you," he says and when he doesn't see me move his face becomes straight.

"Lay on the bed," he demands sliding off of it.

"No." I say.

He walks towards me slowly taking out his belt and wrapping it in his hands.

"Last chance," he says with the belt close to my face.

"I said no and that's final," I say. I turn to go towards the door, but he grabs my wrist yanking me back before he whips the belt across my face.

"You!" I say stepping back and holding my face.

He just grins and walks toward the door locking it, so I couldn't get out.

"I'm your king and you will listen to me! Go lay on the bed!" He yells demandingly and I finally cave going to lay on the bed.

Once I'm there I lay down with my face facing the bed.

"Now take off your dress," he said.

I slowly take off my dress. I know what's coming.

As I lay on the bed he takes handcuffs and ties each of my hands and legs to a bed post.

"The more you scream the more I'll hit you, got it?" Gregory said.

I nod my head as he sends the first whip onto my back. I scream out the first time from the sudden pain.

"What did I say before?" He says before hitting me harder with his belt.

I bite onto my bedding to stop my screams. It hurts so much. I have tears in my eyes.

Once Gregory had put a lot of marks on my back he moved on to my legs before finally standing up and taking the handcuffs off.

"Next time don't disobey me," Gregory says before walking out of the room leaving me to lay on my bed in pain.

I guess I'm going to have to get used to this.