Sounding amused, the king asks, "Were you attempting to steal one of my jeweled eggs?"
I wince. Instead of directly answering his question, I repeat, "Please have mercy on a pitiful subject like me, your majesty!" Maybe if I suck up hard enough, I'll end up going to prison for only three years.
"Stand up," he says.
Because he's the freaking king, I have no choice but to obey. My legs tremble as I lift myself off the floor.
He raises his hand, and I flinch, expecting a slap. However, he only strokes my cheek, his gentle touch belying his powerful muscular body.
"You are a lovely thing," he murmurs. A rakishly handsome smirk breaks out across his face. "Much too lovely for prison."
WORD COUNT: 3,400
A naughty short story about a young woman and her handsome king!
