He asked me again what had kept me this morning.I swallowed hard, my finger still fingering my choker. I told him that my roommate had been sick and I... was helping her. My eyes couldn’t look up at him, but his silence bothered me more. When I did look up, I thought I would catch him looking down my dress. Instead, I found him looking directly into my eyes. He seemed to be waiting for the real answer. So I broke down and told him. I left out everyone’s names, but I told him everything. That I was. Dear Diary, I know its been a while since Ive written in you, but I just have to get this off my chest, and I know I cant tell anybody or daddy might get in trouble. You see, I can only start off by saying Ive only loved one man in my life, and that man is my daddy. I remember him treating my mother like a queen before she left us. (Bitches never know how to appreciate something good). He brought her flowers every afternoon. Lilies, he always brought her lilies, because they were her favorite,. "There is something there I need before I can fulfill the King's wishes and obey my Queen's orders," she answered."Remove it and bring it to me," Alexander ordered. The guard pulled the strap over Diana's head and brought the pouch to his King. Alexander opened it and looked inside."There's some food and, what is this?" he asked as he lifted the vial from the pouch. "Is this poison to be given to me?" No my King," Diana hurriedly replied. This might turn bad if she didn't hurry and allay his. Dammit.“S-So,” I began hesitantly, deciding to change subjects. “About your mom?”She took another deep breath, continuing to stare at the wall. However, she squeezed my thigh reassuringly. “I told you my mom was really into the dominating thing. She’s a little extreme though. More so than I initially let on.”“How so?” I asked quietly.Gabriella finally looked up at me. “Well, my parents tried to keep it a secret, but when I finally asked about it, my mom explained it was because she was ‘an.