"What sort of nonsense is this Thjis? That you'll let a wolf dine with iced royalty?". A sultry voice asked this just as Massa shoved a forkful of pork in my mouth. Since I'm just a whore, I'm not allowed to have roasted steak like my master here. I looked up as a woman sauntered into the dining room. She wore a knee-length dress with lots of sequences, probably with the intent to blind. She has weird markings on her bare arms and her skin is pale. Her blond hair is held high in a ponytail but her ears are devoid of earrings just as her neck and wrists are devoid of any jewelry. And she is without shoes. Thjis stood up at once, his food forgotten. The other princes stopped eating except for Sia. Massa didn't feed me pork anymore. I don't know whether to be glad. "Rifera, I'm quite shocked. You're not the type to show up early". "Well when I heard there was a wolf on iced grounds, I had to cancel all operations and come see her". Now I'm starting to feel quite important. Someone h
"You know I'm starting to regret coming here", I tell Massa after we exited the welcome party they had thrown in his honor. We're on our way to his wing and I'm trying to forget the pain in my knees. I had to kneel beside Massa for two hours and a half simply because my kind is not tolerated in their palace. I also had to eat the leavings off his plate. The leavings! And to think that his other whores envied me. "Oh really? What made you say that?". "Well for starters, ever since I've been here, I've had limited freedom. I can't even go anywhere unless you are coming with me. I can't scrutinize openly because it's rude and my mouth hurts a lot from constantly saying, my prince! I'm even tired of the envious looks I keep receiving from those other women. How can anyone want to be in my position?". Massa chuckled as he unlocked his bedroom door. I walked in before him, and he shut the door once inside. "Your mouth is going to hurt some more that's for sure. Plus, you have no idea how
Obey him? As if. I don't care if Ruarc's a fucking prince. If he treats me like shit again, I'm going to bash him on the head. I don't bother getting the towels, choosing to admire Massa's kitchen instead. The decor is lovely, and it's not extravagant as I expected it to be. An electronic cooker here, a freezer there, his kitchen is pretty simple. I don't see what he will be doing with the innumerable counters though. "I knew you wouldn't get the towels", Sia said, walking to me. I smile. "He is not the boss of me. Is Massa going to be fine?". "The bruises are nothing he can not handle". "Sia, can we talk?". "We're talking now aren't we?". I scowl. "I just need your confirmation on something". "Okay..." "Your father paid me a visit and..." "I know. I'm still trying to figure out why you kept such information from me". "I didn't want you to know that I know your secret". "So what did you find out?". "I'm the one supposed to be asking the questions here. Why did you lie about
"You lie!", Eloive shouts."Quiet!", Thjis barks. "Go on son"."I have my standards when it comes to women and since Cecilia didn't meet those standards, I turned blind to the suggestive stares she sent my way. The pressure was strong and I caved. I don't regret keeping my word. What I regret are the circumstances that came with keeping my word.""You knew a bond would have been formed but you still slept with her", an elder points out. "I was keeping my word", Massa defends."Keeping your word my fangs! Take a look at the girl Massa. She's not even eighteen! And by the humane law, you ought to be arrested", Rifera yells.Massa flashes her his pearly whites. "Well it's a good thing none of us are humans is it not?".Thjis turned to Cecilia. "Is it true?"."Yes my Lord".Eloive looks flabbergasted and I don't blame him. He laughs bitterly."So you lie against my uncle, pretend to be some kind of victim, and rope me into defending your lie?", Eloive yells at her.She looked away. "I k
Forty lashes down and I can't take it anymore. Eloive's back is severely bruised and lacerated. His skin is torn, and there are deep wounds where the spikes made contact. My wrist hurts like hell and the council doesn't seem to care that Eloive is slipping in and out of consciousness or that Massa is worn out. Rather they are busy enjoying the wine that some maid had brought in but nobody can convince me that Luwid is actually drinking wine. The whip fell to the ground with a thud. That got their attention "You're not done wolf, so pick up the whip and continue", Farouk said coolly. "No". "No?", he asks standing up. "You refuse to obey?". "Yes". "Jesus Stormie just stop being challenging", Massa says. "No, I won't. You all are being ridiculous. Eloive doesn't deserve this. Yes he committed a crime, but I'm pretty sure you all would have done the same if you were in his shoes". "Your point?", Luwid asks, bored. "Let him go". "Then you would have to take his place darling", Ri
"I knew you two were up to something when you didn't show up for lunch", Cocci said as he strolled into the room unannounced. Sia rolled his eyes as he rolled off me. I try not to stare at his engorged cock as he pulled the sheets over my naked frame. It amazes me that he can still be excited after a whooping six rounds. I'm sure we would have gone for another round if Cocci hadn't barged in when he did."Where's Massa?", I ask him."At the infirmary. Sia, dress up. You're needed outside"."Why? What's happened?", Sia asks. "It's Ruarc, He has gone wild again, and it's all your fault"."You can't blame me for his madness. It's not my fault that Raja gets a little jealous sometimes".Cocci glowered. "It's not funny Sia. He could do some serious damage. Elvis and Eleanor are trying their best to hold him back, and we both know how bad they are when it comes to dealing with Raja".Sia curses as he pulls on his boxers along with his pants. "Cocci, what exactly is happening? And who is
Sia hadn't been joking when he said he would no longer be there for me. Two days have passed since he left and he hasn't returned. Izal came in at times to apply some peppery ointment on my injured leg. It's healing nicely, he would say every time he comes, it would just leave a scar. Cocci comes in to change the pampers I've been forced to wear after yelling a string of curses. I haven't showered in two days and even though I'm dying in my filth, my heart still yearns for Sia. He didn't come but Ruarc did in his place. The Crown Prince lingered by the door, looking quite haggard. His hair is sticking up in odd places, his feet are bare and he has a bushy beard. We stared at each other for a good number of seconds before he broke the awkward silence. "You shouldn't have done that..slept with Sia I mean, but you did and it triggered the rabid side of me and here we are". "I slept with your brother, and I don't regret it. What I regret however is letting you go after you chopped off a
Grey eyes scanned the crowd of giggling young women. Not a single one called out to him. In fact, all of them reminded him of Cecilia. This was a bad idea. What was his grandfather thinking when he invited these lousy girls? Did he perhaps think that marriage is the only solution to his problem? He's only sixteen! Setting him up with daughters of rich and noble Icelanders couldn't be the only way to fix him. His uncles are absent so are his grandparents. The royal concubines walked around in their nightwear, some of them engaging in conversation with the young girls. Maybe he should send them all out. This was his side of the palace anyway, but Eloive thought against it. He would only get punished, and Eloive didn't want to get whipped again, so the annoying females have to stay. He thought of conversing with one. The thought didn't sound appealing. but he had to try. Swallowing his fears, Eloive adjusted his clothing, a fine tunic, and black pants. His boots were far too old and wor