Waking I feel pain all over my body especially in my head and I can't think why, probably something to do with Arthur. I grumble and groan, rolling to bury my face in a very soft pillow.
A hand touches the back of my head. "Hush little dove." A deep voice speaks.
I'm suddenly alert and very confused, I roll away falling from the bed, moving as quickly as possible I get to my feet. Backing my body up until I hit a wall I look wildly around the room, colors and dim lights obstruct my vision.
A looming dark figure approaches me and catches my arm. I struggle to free my arm but the man gripping it only painfully tightens his hold.
"Steady dove, don't hurt yourself."
The man speaking is tall, towering over me like a mountain. He's face is clear of hair as is his head. Large brown eyes look down on me with intense heat and desire.
"Where am I?" I ask not expecting an answer. I have been in situations like this before but never without Arthur by my side.
The man smiles at me and reaches out. His fingertips dragging on my face, I flinch away. His hold on my arm drags me forward. "You have nothing to worry about dove," He whispers, "You are safe in my castle."
Castle, Arthur? "What happened with the bandits?" I ask as my memory is slowly coming back. I remember Arthur being knocked unconscious just before I was.
"Yes that was rough, wasn't it? My hired bandits had orders and they nearly failed," the man replied, "don't worry my dove I killed them."
I stare, feeling my confusion building. "Why am I here?"
"I've been watching you for a while," the man's tone is soft, "I've seen the wonders you've done with your magic. How you've risked your life for your Prince."
My mouth falls open when he says magic. "I don't have magic." I try lamely.
The man shakes his head giving me a knowing look. "Dove, I know you're magic. You have a noble cause Emrys but it will not happen the way you wish it to. You hide within Camelot obeying Uther." There is anger in that tone.
The man grabs my hair, dragging me to my feet. I hiss and follow the pull. He pushes me to the wall and crowds against me. Our faces are inches apart. The man still has a hand in my hair while the other grips my wrist. "You serve against those who follow the old religion and my dove you must be taught a lesson."
Suddenly the man crushes his mouth to mine. I fight but his hold on me is too strong. He pulls violently on my hair and I gasp with the pain. The man presses in and shoves his tongue down my throat. No matter how hard I try to struggle I can't get any leverage. I can't focus enough to even attempt a spell and the man's mouth on mine is edging towards painful.
When I'm finally released, the man doesn't move from me. "You will learn."
I am frightened beyond words and I somehow remember that I do indeed have magic. As I start to concentrate on it a sharp pain erupts in my skull. I yell out with the agony barely able to remain standing.
The man's body is fully supporting me. "You will learn." He repeats.
*Next chapter is rape.