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1008 word(s) Published 39 King Lucien stared at the scroll in front of him. He was seated behind his desk, his head nursed a huge headache. The open window oversees the night sky. It's almost the middle of the night. The meeting in court had taken so much longer. The scroll held two signed signatures on it. King Zeba and King Noir had signed the petition. King Pesih wants to sleep over it. King Moreh and Phillip had outrightly refused. "Why would we want to eradicate the law of introduction? Why would we enforce a law for unjust killing of slaves?" Moreh had been angry, "There is no unjust killing when it comes to slaves. They are dirt. Garbage. There is no unjust way of getting rid of garbage." King Lucien rubbed his aching head, his eyes darkening in anger and hurtful memories. Moreh has always been an animal.

1037 word(s) Published 40 In the comfort of his room, King Lucien wrote notes on the financial status of the lower market of Salem and its improvements. Naturally, it should be the Royal Accountant writing about it, but he'd instructed the accountant to leave it. Not because of anything else, but it's a good way to exhaust the body. Who knows, he might sleep relatively well tonight. He considered going to Vetta's room. Then, he'd put out the consideration, the financial books do need updating. As he wrote, the girl's screams came banging at the back of his head. With each scribble, her agonizing scream rose in his head. And then, he'd seen Danika. Today, he saw a different Danika. He saw the princess, and he saw the slave. He didn't see Cone's daughter. As he wrote, her face stood at the back o

1153 word(s) Published 41 The medicine man came several minutes afterward and forced down more sleeping portions down her throat. He also gave her portions of her fever and headache too. "How is she?" Baski asked. The old man hesitated. "She's holding out barely. Her body is healing and I hope to heavens, her mind is too. It still isn't assured if she will get through this... You all have to be prepared for the wors---" Danika snapped her head up so fiercely, "She'll survive! Don't say that, doctor! She'll be fine! S-Sally is a fighter... My Sally is a fighter.... s-she will be fine! She will be....!" She cried so hard. Baski grabbed her and hugged her to her chest impulsively. Danika is breaking apart right in front of her eyes. Sobs after sobs racked her throat as she burrowed deeper into Baski.

1420 word(s) Published 42 Coza started whipping his bloody back again. He gave no reaction, but he could feel his own skin at his back ripping open with each stroke of the whip at the bleeding wound. Then, he felt a weight on top of him. Declan had fallen on him, shielding his body with his. Declan is twenty-two when he was twenty-nine. Declan, who's always been 'the pretty boy' as the guards like to call him. They like to pick on him, but Lucien always shielded and protected him. No matter what he had to do to protect him. Lucien had a lot of weaknesses back in captivity because he cared about all his people, but Declan was his greatest weakness. Coza was furious, he started whipping Declan instead. Declan's hoarse shouts filled the air with each stroke of the whip but he never got up. Ler mais

1155 word(s) Published 43 Danika climbed the bed and laid down on it. She gave him her back, as usual, her elbows on the bed, she rested her head in between them. She tried not to think about what's about to happen. She tried not to think about what has happened. She tried not to think about the Royal Court. She tried not to think about Sally's condition. Instead, she squeezed her eyes tight, hearing the ruffle of clothing behind her. He'd said he wouldn't hold back. And while that warning scared the living daylight out of her, she wanted it. She needed it. The bed dipped and King Lucien came up behind her. The tip of his swollen phallus nudged her opening. She spread her thighs wider, as wide as she could, readying herself to take the full length and girth of him. But he withdrew, instead, he pressed his hand on her

1020 word(s) Published 44 She stilled instantly, her breathing erratic, her heart in her throat. She couldn't see a thing. When he flipped her over with her back on the bed, she cried out frightened. But, he merely laid atop her and pushed inside her hurting warm body again. Danika was overwhelmed, she doesn't know this position. He came down on top of her, she felt his clothed body blanketing her. No, his body wasn't clothed anymore, Danika noted instantly as her finger met his naked skin. He has removed his clothing and her searching finger met the hard rough surface of his stomach. Scars. With that three seconds flex of her finger, she felt them. So many scars. Then, his hands took hers and raised it high above her head. He resumes thrusting into her body, his body large and heavy on top of hers. Ler mais

1158 word(s) Published 45 King Lucien woke first at the persistent knocking at the door. He noted a lot of things at the same time. Another body pressed against his. The brightness of the day glared hard through the windows. That was when the events of last night floated through his mind. He stared at Danika. She sleeps soundly beside him, oblivious of every other thing. Her eyes lowered to her naked body. At the privacy of his own mind, and even with a little bit of anger at himself for noticing, he admitted to himself that she has the most beautiful body he'd ever seen. He'd seen a lot. Red marks that weren't there last night, marred the beautiful skin in several places. It reminded him of the way he'd had her. A crease of frown knitted his eyebrow. He'd been released twice. Ler mais

1207 word(s) Published 46 While the king was in the bathroom, Vetta called the maids to take out the bedsheets. She wanted every trace of that bitch out! The two maids that remained cleaned out the room to her satisfaction. By the time the king came out of the bathroom, the room was clean and arranged, aired and scented. She sat there on the bed while the King took off his clothes and changed into new ones. She tried to keep being calm, it was a struggle. How can Danika spend the night in the King's bed and he allowed her!? He'd never—NEVER—let her lay on the bed, but he took sexual pleasures from his slave on this bed, and he also let her sleep on it. How is that even possible!? He'd found satisfaction with her too, she knows this. Chad was never in here and she wasn't too. It was that bitch! Vetta's head was poundi

Danika reached the underground bedroom to see Baski walking out of the door with a bowl of water and shutting the door behind her. Baski saw her coming, taking on the fear on her face, her swollen eyes, the tentative walk, and the red mark on her arm. "Please, how is Sally?" Danika asked, her heart in her throat. She was most surprised when Baski's eyes teared up. "Oh, Danika...." She dropped the bowl of water on the ground and walked to her. Danika was shocked when Baski wrapped her arms around her. "You made him sleep... He slept because of you... You don't know how happy you made me...!" Baski cried in a whisper. Stunned, Danika remained still until the older woman pulled away from her. She had a smile on her face as she looked up at her, "I checked on him twice and he was still sleeping..." Baski said with awe. "Uhm...does it mean that the king doesn't sleep well?" Danika asked, confused, "I know he's

1385 word(s) Published 48 Sally tried to sit up and Danika saw the move, she helped Sally to sit up on the bed, the both of them wincing at the same time. Sally heard her wince and she lifted concerned eyes towards Danika, "Are you...alright, my p-princess?" The question so softly asked...so brokenly asked...caused tears to fill Danika's hurting eyes immediately. She pushed closer and wrapped her arms around Sally's body, burying her face on her neck. "Oh, Sally.... How can you ask about me when you're the person that's hurt!? Why did you do it!? Why!? Why did you have to do that to me Sally...?" She cried. Sally doesn't like seeing her cry. She has never liked it. Hearing her princess's cries, feeling the way her body was shaking against hers, was hurting her badly. "My princess.... Please, don't cry." She whispered

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