The Virgin Outcast Who Stole The King’s Heart - Chapter 3 The Virgin Test 03

Nana POV

“Take a deep breath Nana.. There’s no reason for you to be uncomfortable, he have already discard the elder so.. It just him, his mom and the doctor.” I said in my mind trying to calm my fast beating heart but it still didn’t work.

“My lady.” Jandi call which make me look at her in question.

“Are you feeling ok, you just stopped ..please My Lady, Yabo told me that the king is already inside and the king is not a very patient man ..please let go in.” Jandi said worriedly which make me mutter “oh” to myself as I didn’t know i’ve been standing outside the door of the room where the test is going to be talking place.

“Why won’t my feet still move? I question myself then take a deep breath as I say to myself.. “you won’t like it Nana, if he comes out to find out why you’re wasting his time. Just calm down and breath.” I said then hug myself, startled as the maids assign to me all went on there kneels and start pleading as they bow and say

“Please My Lady let’s go in.”

“Ok.. Oh my goodness, you people almost give me a heart attack.” I said in my annoyed voice but I know it still came out tiny like a crying baby voice. Thankfully they didn’t laugh at me like people in Shilli always do when ever I speck.

I took one last breath and move forward, entering the room fully as Jandi hold the door open for me.

“Don’t look at him in the eye.” The number one important lesson the Queen thought me herself and that’s what I did. I enter the room with my head down then move to the doctor who use her hand to direct me where I’m suppose to sit. I’m timid ..very, but the man that’s now standing beside me makes me ask my self if I’ve ever have a high self esteem and I know the answer ..the answer is no. My self esteem is very poor to the extent that it makes me want to cry as I feel the person I loathed so very much lift my face up then start pulling up the veil that is covering my face.

His hand is rough, reminding me that the hand that is now touching my face have kill lots of innocent people. I want to slap it off but I know I can’t. I can’t because I’m useless. I was useless when they where killing my parents. I was useless when they where killing my relative. I was useless that’s why they let me live but maybe I can be useful.. I can be useful by letting him have his way so that his wicked mother will allow me go see my brother after the wedding also so that she will let him live.

“Son..” His mother start to say but stop maybe because she know he won’t listen to her. I take in a deep breath when he fully remove the veil that was covering my face but I still didn’t look him in the eyes even though he is now touching all my face as if trying to save it in his memory forever. I know better though.. I guess.

I know I’m pretty, maybe I’m even beautiful, I said as he suddenly pull me to him and hug me tightly then release a deep breath that I didn’t know he was holding which end up making me shiver for an unknown reason.