Chapter 27. Who's Going to Help Me?

William's POV

Doris was lying on the ground with blood dripping down her face; a giant gash on her cheek, and her body bruised. She was barely conscious, but she managed to lift her head and gaze up at him with her swollen eyes.

William turned away from her to address Melody.

"It was you that sent her to Prince Martin?" He asked again; he felt angry and betrayed by this woman.

Asking his own brother to try and get into his head and convince him to have sex with her. He was disgusted just thinking about it.

"Your majesty..." she stammered, taking a step back. "I can explain."

All signs of anger that were previously on her expression were gone as soon as he made himself present to her. The room had gone completely silent; each maid and even the ladies were tense as William assessed the situation. They could feel his rage, there was no doubt about that. Despite how hard he tried to keep it hidden, he knew it was clear on his face that he was furi