so dark. He could see her in her bed. She was still asleep but tossing and turning in her sleep, mumbling and sobbing. He was unsure of what to do but his mind was made up when she screamed in pain. He lay down beside her and gathered her into his arms. “Shh. Darlin. It's just a dream.” He told her quietly soothing her. She stiffed all over when she woke up fully. “Don’t be afraid. You were having a bad dream. It's over now. Go back to sleep. Lisa darlin. I'm right here and you’re OK.” He whispered in her ear as he continued to stroke the top of her head. She calmed down and within minutes was fast asleep. It took only moments for him to follow her. But not before he had the thought that she fit pretty well in his arms.
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Na-Lisa awoke with the sun in her face. She stretched before she remembered about the bruising on her back and was surprised that she only winced a little. She looked at the bed next to her and saw that it was empty. She remembered waking with a dream the night before and William was there consoling her. She smiled a little and then shook her head sternly and sat up. Look at her acting like a goofy little girl. She could not fall for this man . How does she know that this is not part of her uncle’s plan?
That William is not a part of it. Take care of her be nice to her. Win her trust. She threw the cover over and got out of bed. She looked in the mirror. Her face was still bruised badly but did look better. It barley hurt at all. She turned around and paused before pulling Williams shirt over her head. It was huge on her. She looked almost laughable. She pulled the shirt over her head and turned her body so that she could see her back in the mirror. She almost sobbed out loud at the horror she saw there. Her entire back was almost black. Tears ran down her face. She let the shirt fall back down to cover it up. At least it didn’t hurt too badly. She went into the sitting room and saw that breakfast had been delivered. She sat at the table and ate while she looked out the window.
She felt so alone and did not know what to do. In the last few months since her father's sudden death, her life had been turned upside down and she had no idea where to turn. She huffed out a large breath and threw her pastry back on the plate. She was suddenly not very hungry. She decided to have a bath. After she was bathed, dried and her hair was combed straight she put Williams shirt back on. It was the only thing she had to wear besides the see through robe and that was not happening. She brought her covers and pillows to the window seat along with her copy of Tom Sawyer and sat down to read. She loved the playful childish antics of the boy in the story but eventually her poor battered worn out body won the battle and she slept.
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William worked his body to the bone that day. Training harder than he ever had before. He woke up that morning lying on his back with Lisa's body half covering his chest with her right hand splayed out over his heart. He lay there for a long time just looking at her as she slept. Her face was still battered and bruised but he could see that the split in her lip had at least sealed itself in the night. The thought that he could get used to this danced through his conscious mind a split second before he snapped back to reality. He eased out from under her and breathed a sigh of relief when she didn’t wake.
He got dressed and got out of there. What are you thinking! He reprimanded himself all day as he pushed his body to its limits. You are a slave! She is a princess! Although her life sucks at the moment but still what is he thinking, that she will fall in love with him; they will get married, have a bunch of babies and grow old together? He slammed the side of this sword into the wooden dummy he was using to practice. He was breathing heavily and sweating profusely buy the time he headed to eat with the other Guards. He sat alone as he ate contemplating the night to come. He