"WHAT ARE YOU DOING? HELP ME!" I shouted at the soldiers looking at me
But they weren't doing anything. They just stand there like a freaking statues while their Queen was being dragged by a man. What's happening? Why do they seem to have no intention of interfering ?!
"Vaneeee!" I slapped his back
I gasped as he pinched the cheek of my ass. Early in the morning my cheeks got hot.
"Stay still. When I fall you might bite the ground. My popcorn might hurt," he chuckles.
"And that would be your fault for dragging me out of my castle. You direspecting peasant!" I spat
"Talk like my grandfather," he duh
I stopped slapping him when I saw Ryder lurking outside. I was alive. He'll definitely save me.
"Ryder! Arrest this bastard for dragging me out of my — what are you doing?" I wonder question
He opened the car's door. Vane
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