The Only Heir

Princess Maeve is the only survivor after a brutal uprising in her family's country. Noah, the leader of this violent group of extremists needs her to become king, but will Harry, her personal body guard and protector, let him have her?

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17. Rules

~~Harry’s POV:

The same day we found Maeve’s room empty, we see a press conference with Noah, announcing his engagement to Maeve. My eyes widen in shock, and before anyone can say anything, I punch the wall and curse. Why couldn’t she just trust me and stay here? We would’ve taken care of it all and kept her safe. The war wouldn’t have lasted long. We had people on the inside. It wasn’t even going to last long.

Now we’re trying to find a way to reach the castle, find Maeve, and bring her back home safely: a much harder feat. Brendan has been in touch with people in the castle, and apparently Noah’s rushing the wedding as much as he possibly can. Maeve’s already been fitted into a dress, and according to our informants, he’s being brutal.

Brendan wouldn’t tell me any of the specifics, but I know Noah’s got to be hurting her. I just want to get there already and save Maeve before it’s too late. I just need to make sure that she’s safe and stop Noah from ever laying a hand on her or using her again.

Maeve’s POV:

After the final fitting of my dress, and the practice run for my hair and make-up for the wedding, I’m taken back down to my cell and my left hand is cuffed to the leg of the table. I’m given a pen, and I know automatically what I’m supposed to start doing.

I copy down the rules Noah printed out and taped to the table in the book I’ve been given. If I don’t actually finish a few sets of them by the time he comes down to see me later, I know I’ll be in trouble. I’ve already been hit, and pushed around, and yelled at, and even sedated. That was during my first fitting when Noah came in to watch. He wouldn’t even let me change back without him watching, and I got angry. After I started yelling, he nodded to one of the guards, who stuck me with a needle before I could stop him.

All that got me was an awful headache, a bit of nausea, and the loss of the ‘privilege’ of clothing. Now I get to walk around in just my bra and panties. It’s awful and embarrassing, and only fuels my hatred for Noah.

I just sigh and start to write down the rules once again:

I will listen to Noah. I will respect Noah. I won’t fight with Noah. I will do as Noah tells me. I will eat when I’m given food. I will behave at all times. I will only speak when spoken to or given permission. I won’t run away. I won’t contact anyone outside of the castle. I won’t get into mischief. I will let Noah do whatever he wishes with me.

I continue to write out the rules ever after my hand starts to cramp and hurts. It’s awful and demeaning, but by now I know better than not to do it. I keep on copying the rules down until Noah comes down to the cell.

I will listen to Noah. I will respect Noah. I won’t fight with Noah. I will do as Noah tells me. I will eat when I’m given food. I will behave at all times. I will only speak when spoken to or given permission. I won’t run away. I won’t contact anyone outside of the castle. I won’t get into mischief. I will let Noah do whatever he wishes with me. I will listen to Noah. I will respect Noah. I won’t fight with Noah. I will do a-

“Princess, have you been behaving?”

I look up at Noah and nod a little. He comes over and looks at the book, seeing the pages I filled with the rules. He nods a bit, and says, “I think you could’ve done a bit more honestly. Were you wasting time down here?”

I shake my head, “No, I started writing right when they left me here! I’ve been writing since! There’s no way that I could’ve done more. My hand was hurting a-“

I’m stopped when his hand collides with my cheek, and I cry out in pain and shock. That only makes him more upset with me. He takes his hand back, and swings again, only this time with his fist and I don’t get to make any noise or react before everything goes black.

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