C5 That rapist guy!

It's a bright new day and the deadline day of which Prince Flynn is to die.

The ray of the sun penetrated through the curtains, bestowed on the mated couple.

Prince Flynn shifts on the bed, his eyes opened slowly. Trying to stand up from the bed, he noticed something or someone debarring him.

"Ouch!..." Diana groaned as both her head and body ached.

Unconscious since last night, just waking up. Her half opened eyes roamed round the room and saw Flynn awake.

"Oh my God! Flynn!!" She screamed as she rushed to his side despite her aching body but stopped abruptly, seeing naked bodies.

Flynn looked at her as if she has suddenly gone insane. "Flynn?..." She whispered with tears in her eyes as her eyes darted to his side.

Flynn followed the line of her eyes and gasped in shock. What the...!

He hurriedly removed his organ from inside the stranger and tied his towel. "Who the fuck is this?" He half yelled, directing his question at Diana.

Diana scoffed. "And how am I supposed to know? This lady here made me unconscious and now, she seduced you to fuck her."

Flynn almost rolled his eyes. "What the hell are you saying? Weren't you in my room yesterday?" He asked.

Diana swallowed. "I said she made me unconscious."

"I'm not talking about that. I mean, weren't you here yesterday? I remember being unconscious." He asked.

Remembered telling Ryder to drive fast and he hearing all the sorceress, Carmen and Diana's conversation but who is this girl on my bed? - He thought, trying to remember.

"What happened yesterday? How did I get healed?" He asked.

Diana swallowed again. "I healed you." She said, silently glaring at Milena.

Flynn's eyes dimmed slightly. "You?? How? I heard Naptha saying there is no cure."

She slowly avoids his eyes. "Yes, she later said there is only one cure and that cure is a sincere kiss."

"I made them all go outside and kissed you. That girl suddenly entered and pushed me away, making me go unconscious then slept with you"

Flynn looked at her for a long time before he began to walk into the bathroom. "Won't you say anything?" She asked.

He stopped walking. "I don't know if I should believe you. I will ask the others." He declared and walked into the bathroom.

She sighed, looking back on the bed, her glinted wickedly. 'You dare take my place? You will see.'

She feels like strangling Milena on the bed but Flynn will definitely hear her screams, not like she cares though.

She left the room angrily promising to make her life miserable.

Prince Flynn strode in long steps through the hallway, full of rage but the image of the girl keeps on penetrating into his head and mind.

He can't just remember how she ended up on his bed. All he remembers was his family talking about the cure for the poison but he didn't even hear the cure before he went unconscious.

"Where are all of them?" He thundered, asking one of his bodyguards.

All the maids on duty two days ago, the day he was poisoned, they all rushed out upon hearing his cold voice.

"Who gave me the poison?" He asked, his eyes coming in contact with the fine shaped sword in his hand. They all shuddered.

He turned it swiftly and it gave a chilling sound. "I won't repeat myself again." His cold voice echoed in the large room.

The maids all kept silent as they looked at themselves as if telling the culprit to confess to avoid bloodshed.

Prince Carmen and Prince Jean walked into the room. "Flynn! How.... you are awake..?" Prince Carmen asked, tears almost coming out of his eyes.

"How? How's that possible?" Prince Jean thought, looking at the cold Flynn who kept checking himself out in the mirror of his sword.

Prince Flynn walked closer to the lined up maids. "Since you all have refused to point out the culprit. I will begin with someone." He said.

Without warning, he slit the throat of two of the lined up maid together. They held their slitted necks, gasping for breath as blood spilled on the ground. The others shrieked in fear.

Milena opened her eyes slowly and rubbed it, turning to the other side and wanting to sleep more, she felt a thick cloth under her hands.

' I and Brittany don't have duvet...' She wondered aloud.

Her eyes wandered around as she felt weak without knowing the reason why. 'This isn't our ceiling'

'Neither do we have a curtain, most of our room isn't even made of glass. Is this a palace?'

She rolled again to the other side. "Arghh...." She shrieked out loud, seeing herself naked on another type of bed.

What the hell...? She has never slept naked before, not while in the orphanage, not even the room they were kept.

Her head spinned greatly as yesterday's scene played in her head. Mother of the Samaritans!

"I slept with someone? Oh no no! You were a virgin for Helen's sake!" She slapped her head and began to cry.

She use to boast to her friend, Maany, she would remain a virgin till she gets an original boyfriend. 'Don't get me wrong but there are fakes everywhere'

How in the name of heavens did this happen?

She stood hurriedly but fell back to the bed. "Ouch..." The so called stranger was so aggressive last night.

She slapped her head again to stop thinking about it but it won't stop as it kept on replaying.

She limped into the bathroom and gasped. 'Did I miss my way? Is this really the bathroom?' She asked no one in particular.

Seeing an extra brush, she hurriedly brushed her teeth. 'I don't even know whose room I'm in.'

'Your boyfriend's room, of course.' Her mind snapped.

She grunted and walked out of the bathroom. She could swear that she felt like sleeping in there but she had to leave.

'Arghh!...No clothes" She sighted her torn gown on the floor.

That rapist guy!

'If he raped you, you wouldn't moan or scream in pleasure at all' Her mind said again.

'He still did rape me because I didn't think I consented to we having sex.' She argued.

The girl in her mind scoffed. 'If you hadn't consented to it, you won't be like - Ah, Red..., Oh my God--'

'Just...shut the fuck up.' She almost screamed.

She ruffled her hair and sighted a wardrobe. She smiled and opened it, her mouth fell open.

Is this even a wardrobe or a bedroom? - It's so spacious and fucking full of clothes. Some hanged, some folded neatly, some wrapped.... jewelries, robes and fucking guns!!

She closed back the wardrobe, breathing heavily. 'What was that?' She heaved, touching her beating chest.

'Just pretend like you didn't see it and pick whatever you want to pick. I'm so tired from....last night' Her mind said, whispering the last part.

Milena rolled her eyes, opening the wardrobe again. She ransacked and ransacked till she settled with a t shirt and a pants.

'It's definitely for him...' She could feel her mind winked.

'Who the hell are you and who is the him?' She asked, suddenly feeling tired from talking.

'I am you...' She grumbled.

He has killed ten maids within eight minutes. "It won't make the culprit show herself if you keep killing them." Prince Carmen said.

"And how are you so sure it's a female?" Prince Jean chipped in.

Prince Flynn's eyes kept changing it's color as his body isn't settled, maybe because he hasn't found the person yet.

"A female served the food to me. Surely, it is a female." He replied, wiping the blood away from his sword with a white napkin.

Prince Jean scoffed. "Never knew you are so dumb. A female served your food doesn't mean she poisoned it. What if while dishing the food, someone monitored her movement and while not around, the poison was added. Without knowing, she served the food with a sincere heart." He stated.

Prince Flynn's eyes dimmed. "How are so sure of this?" Prince Carmen asked.

He rolled his eyes. " Not sure, just giving instances, instead of wasting innocent girls lives."

"Keep them all in room thirteen." Prince Flynn ordered and walked back, following the former hallway. Obviously, he's going to his room but he turned back again and entered into Naptha's room.

Prince Jean made a direct eye contact to the only dark skinned maid amongst the others and she smirked back at him.