Well my stay in the Royal house would not be in vain I thought. I was escorted to a private room and it is this lady who with her authority asked the girls to go. The girls somehow looked at her in question but did not disobey. My clothing was removed with equally slow hands that were all over my body creating a need but I suppressed it with all my might. She requested I step in the bath and handed me a drink which I sipped on and it made me dizzy at once. Slowly everything were done for me dried and led to the bed. Closed my eyes trying to be alert, while shaking my head to recover. When I opened my eyes I was in another room and the person looking at me is the temptress.
I pulled her roughly towards me not letting anything stop me. In my mind she wanted it and came to my bed, looking for it. She willingly came to me giving herself over. My hate for my king has increased and I will now vindicate all with my revenge. We both are caught-up in this lust, which are uncontrolled and powerful. We are starved and just as I was about to lose all my senses I called the temptress by her name.
In doing that the true reflection changed right in front of my very eyes. I looked at pure unadulterated hate.
"Who is this woman you have just called and yearned for while being with me?"
I am never cold towards a beautiful girl but now I am.
"You tricked me because after the drink I lost all control. Remove yourself from my bed woman! I want peace and quiet"
"I wonder what the king will say when he finds out that you have seduced his concubine?"
Woman you are found in my bed not I in yours. Remove yourself before I do it!?"
She came towards me and kissed me so tenderly that I almost give into her but I know what lust can do so I pulled her by the hand and out of my tent.
I have not slept the night wondering what is wrong with me. When a woman gave herself so willfully but I did not take. I needed to get away from here. Desperately looking for solace. It is within the deep forest I have found my resting place. I am now yearning for it and just realising that my mind was at ease as ever. No consuming hatred I have had for my king existed in the forest.
I rushed to the forest and immediately found peace. What is it about this place? If I find this calm here I am sure my mother will feel the same. I vowed that I will return here again with my mother. Shouting at this God of Peace to make it a reality. I want it. I then became calm again.
Days passed and the king took me to another forest where the men were not fearful of the cursed forest and together we collected the best of the cedar and I was showed how to grow my craft and I attempted and finish a place all to myself a month later in the midst of peace. I learnt the skill in crafting and being busy kept me sane and away from temptation.
I made my way back to the City of David. I experienced war first hand. I am still glad that my calling was to write and now I learnt how to build and make things. This war between my king and the Philistines looks bloody, no wonder David was refused to build a home for the ark because of so many lives lost. These pictures are so visible as I made my way back home.
My peace as I entered the kings Harem immediately lost. Here the nursemaid is busy with the king rapping her body around him for warmth. It made me hate all of them with an emotion to end both their lives.
Abishag was in shock to see me and I had mountains of hatred for this woman. My hidden longing was to end both their lives here and now. The temptress must have seen my intentions. She jumped up and came straight towards me placed her unclad body against me in the most sincere embrace. I fought her in silence because I did not want to wake the king but she held on to me. Slowly, slowly the toxic feelings disappears making place for a feeling that shook the whole of me, I literally am shaken with need but it feels like home and I wanted it so desperately.
This is how the king found us.
"Aaronas"!
I looked up and the kings eyes is as clear as can be while for the first time the temptress back felt ridged. She made her way to the bed but with irritation the king requests that she leave us. Like a punished child she dressed and left looking briefly at me.