C113 Hating The King

She slowly opened her eyes and whispered, placing her other hand over his that still held tightly to her wrist. "You are hurting me now."

Her eyes glistened with the tears but he saw fear in them. She was frightened of him. He quickly let go, putting a safe distance between them. With a voice barely audible, he asked. "What would you have me do? He is the King. I cannot question him