I Bought the exiled king (by Natalie Winter) novel Chapter 54

Valencia

I wasn’t sure what time it was exactly when my body and mind begin to crave for Killian also wasn’t sure if it was that wine’s fault entirely for what happened between us.

But when I woke up the next day, feeling sore all over the body, memories of me and Killian came rushing back to me.

I groaned in embarrassment as my mind did a wonderful jobs of making me relive the moments from last night with excruciating detail.

Was I supposed to remember all of it? Didn’t you wake up just with a headache and no clear memory of what stupid things you did when you were

upk

drunk?

I wasn’t sure of alcohol worked differently here than in the human lands. My eyes wouldn’t listen to me when I asked them to open up

The feel of satin sheets around me made me feel like I was embraced in a cocoon of silk. And I didn’t want

nt to wake up.

So I twisted and turned in the bed that was too warm to slip outside of it I wanted to relish the feel of this warm and soft bed after sleeping on a stone cold bed in the tower and then another rough one in the small home Killian said was mine.

The curtains fluttered in the wind, and I raised my hands to block the light.

A moment later, there was a knock on the door.

“Lady Valencia. This is Mary,” I heard a familiar voice.

Lady? Why was she calling me that?

I let out a muffled reply while trying to cover myself with more pillows.

“Go away”

Mary didn’t hear it I assumed because then she knocked on the door again.

“I have brought tea for you, it will help with the headache.”

I hadn’t realized I had one until she mentioned it. My head started to feel like invisible hands were hammering against the inside of my skull.

I turned in the sheets again and croaked.

“Come in”

The door creaked, and I heard soft footsteps on the floor.

“Good evening, Lady Valencia” She greeted me, and I turned around again to groggily open my eyes and look at her

“Why are calling me Lady Valencia?” I asked, and she smiled at me.

“I thought you would ask me why you are in Prince Killian’s room.”

What?

I straightened up, and all the sleep just flew out of my eyes as I sat up on the bed.

Was I so drunk I didn’t even realize this wasn’t the bed I was supposed to sleep in? And the room I was in was so huge and filled with royal furniture that had no business using

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My hand flew to my mouth, and gasped.

“Is this Prince Killan’s room!”

Mary nodded. “Yes, and you are also probably wondering where are your cöth

That made me look down at myself, and Trealized I was covered in sheets, Just sheets.

I scrambled them up over my bedly, and my cheeks grew red.

“… tried to speak, but no words came out.

Mary only beckoned to the cup she had placed on the nightstand.

“Have the tex, please. It will h

Thelp you with the headache and soreness?

My cheeks flamed, and I didn’t want to imagine why she added that last word. It was not as if Hillian had plunged himself deep inside me

Technically, he had just used his fingers, but that had been enough for me to orgasm.

and pass out

Shit, what all must I have said to him? I remembered the feeling of him kissing me and fucking me with his fingers, but I didn’t remember if I had blurted out something stupid as well.

“It’s not what it looks like, I managed to say, but that only made Mary giggle.

“am not a royal member of the court that you need to do any explaining to do, Lady Valencia. I am just a maid.”

She said, though her smile sounded wistful.

“Why do you keep addressing me like that?”

Mary bowed to me politely.

“Because Prince Killian asked me to do so.”

I raised an eyebrow.

“He did?”

Mary nodded. “Usually, when a prince takes a girl to his room, that means he has chosen her to keep him company for a while. And seeing that you were sleeping in his bed…”

She trailed off, and my cheeks reddened again.

“Lam not in his harem or whatever, I quickly added and then wondered if he had one.

That thought made jealousy blossom inside me. I didn’t want to think how many women had he taken to his bed before me, how many girls had come undone with his fingers alone

Mary’s smile was wistful when she said.

“Prince Killian does not have a harem, unlike most of the princes. In fact, he never had one.”

Why did my heart rejoice so much at that thought? I should be hating this guy yet my body

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