Mara's POV
A few days after my release from the prison to the castle, the monster visited.
I had not expected it as I had been bathing and I had gotten out of the bathroom with my towel on to see him standing by the window.
Immediately I saw him, I was repelled and I felt like taking a pair of scissors to stab him in his throat while he would bleed out and die.
I thought he was going to ask me to get married to him or get thrown out into a cell again as I braced myself to refuse him with a worse sneer this time.
He would not get the better of me. He was nothing to me. If I would be framed for killing my sister then so be it. He doesn't deserve me anyway.
I would stand my ground against men like him. He was a tyrant who abused his power and used it carelessly.
How did he get to be a king? Kings were to be merciful. He was no king. He was a traitor to the entire kingdom and I wanted him to die a very painful death.
I braced myself for impact as he turned to see me with his eyes going all over my body.
No matter what happened he was not having this body. I was not his. I would rather die than be with him.
But to my surprise, he only smiled and looked away, which I found a bit strange.
I got to the wardrobe and hid behind it while changing into a more appealing outfit which he had gotten me.
"You smell… appealing," he said with his binge resounding in the entire room.
I didn't reply but sat on the bed with my back turned to him.
""I know that you're mad at me," he started to say as I scoffed, which cut him off.
He had no idea what mad was. I was more than mad. I was pissed and if I was given a stake to stab through his heart, I would do it without even thinking about it.
"Like I was saying," he picked up from where he stopped. "I know that you're mad at me but I'm here to apologize for how I've been treating you and I am sorry for everything."
That was a new low for him. Did he get an aneurysm by begging me? I doubted that he did that with his whole heart, if he even had one.
With all he had done to me I would never forgive him.
Framing me for my sister's death was a low that I would never wake up from. I loved Layla. I really did. She was my only sister and growing up with her has been the best part of my life.
She had been my best friend but having to wake up one day and find out that not only was she gone but I was the killer was something I had still not recovered from.
The worst part was the part that everyone saw me as nothing more but a killer and would refuse to accept that it wasn't my fault.
Why would anyone frame me for such dastard action?
"I shouldn't have treated you like that and I was thinking that maybe we can start over."
He said those words so casually I was sure they were not from his heart. He just wanted to get out of here and do something which meant that the apology was a mistake. Not that it mattered to me but if he was going to apologize I would appreciate it if he would do that by turning back the time and getting me my powers back.
I was still powerless. I could still not do anything. I was still stuck in a room without having my powers to glide and move as fast as the speed of sound. I could still not break through walls and I was still very weak against any guard.
If I had my powers, maybe I would be able to defeat this king in a fight and get my freedom back.
The old me would have died trying to get myself free but here I was having to hear his stupid apologies which meant nothing to both him and me.
I was still very hurt by everything and I ignored him while he talked about how sorry he was.
I was going to ignore him until he would leave me alone.
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Klaus's POV
When I was done apologizing, I expected her to turn around and talk to me and tell me about how everything was going to be okay.
I had expected more from this girl but instead she had her back turned to me the whole time. What the hell was this?
Who did she think she was?
Now my rage was reaching parts unreachable as I was close to grabbing her by the neck and squeezing until she had no life left in her body.
But I calmed myself. I would wait until she was done with her shenanigans and wait for her to reply.
For a few minutes I waited but she didn't say anything which had me feeling impatient.
"Did you not hear everything I just said?" I said to the girl who turned to look at me with a bland look on her face.
"Yes I did but I reject your apology."
Her reply had me scoffing because in what world did she have the right to reject my apology.
I was the leader and the king of this region. I was the one who had the right to reject and accept any apology I wanted. This girl here was nothing. What right did she have to reject my apology?
"Excuse me?" I asked not believing I had heard her and giving her a second chance to change her words as well as apologize to me but instead she looked at me with the same face.