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The Lycan King's Plump Obsession 25 Bring Me The Girl
RonanBy the second morning the ritual had worn itself smooth. A thing turned into procedure, and the weariness of that.I stood by the shuttered window of my study. Rhett was to my left, unhurried as ever. In the centre of the room the eight of them stood in a line, shoulders hunched, heads ducked, bare feet on the cold stone.Marrow flanked them, her thin mouth pressed into a line. "Majesty," she said, and pushed the first one forward.I took her jaw and turned her head and breathed her in at the throat. Trough soap. Fear sweat. Wet wool. Nothing underneath any of it.I let go. Marrow pushed the next.The first three were slight and spindly, cowed, flinching before I had touched them. The fourth wept openly the entire time and I had to hold her still to get near enough. The two after that were stronger, better fed, and held their heads up as though bearing might save them. It did not. They smelled the same as the rest.I went down the line and found nothing in any of them.Sixteen g
The Lycan King's Plump Obsession 24 Missing Number
SkyeEvening call. The clerk stood just inside the door of the wing with the book open across his forearm, reading the numbers out to a room of girls who were not permitted to leave it. We answered to them. That was the whole of it.His nose had wrinkled when he came in and it had not unwrinkled since.The clerk's jaw tightened as he read. He detested this duty, having to stand in a room full of creatures as low as us. Wolves. Tributes. Property of the Lycan court. He glared down his pointed nose and carried on.The answers came in ones and twos, scattered across the room, flat and bored and automatic. I listened to it climb."Forty-six.""Here," Nadia called from her bunk, smirking. "And I'm still the best thing in this room.""Forty-eight.""Here," I said.He turned a page and kept going.I waited until he had finished and was closing the book."That number is wrong," I said.He looked up, annoyed. "It's not.""The Ashwood girl should be in there."He stopped. He looked at me properl
The Lycan King's Plump Obsession 23 The King's Bedding
MarenTwo of the women nearby finished loading their baskets and straightened up, brushing the sweat from their brows. One of them said something I didn't catch and the other laughed. Then they both came over."Well, well," the shorter one said with a cruel grin. "What's a cow like you doing down in the depths?"They both cackled at this, eyeing me up and down. I could feel my cheeks burn as I tried to look away, but there was nowhere to hide. The taller, wiry one stepped closer, her calloused fingers pinching at the fabric of my dress."Did someone make a mistake? Breeding stock is supposed to go upstairs, not down here.""She was a tribute?" The shorter one's face split open with delight. "Her?"They dissolved into sputtering giggles, their laughter echoing off the stone walls. I swallowed hard, a lump forming in my throat.The taller one wiped tears from her eyes. "It's almost funny. You think the King wants a lard sack under him? He likes them tight and sexy, not a blob of lard."
The Lycan King's Plump Obsession 22 Pleasant Lye
MarenNobody on the floor glanced up. She was shouting, but it was nothing out of the ordinary."And still no bloody firewood has been sent down. Third day running I've had to send for it myself." She seized my elbow and jerked me towards the steaming vats. "Get your hands in there. I don't care if you bleed. You're staying right there till I tell you to move."I stared at the near boiling lye, my tongue thick in my mouth. But I knew better than to protest.I took a deep breath and plunged my hands into the scalding liquid.The heat bit into my skin with a searing pain. That, at least, I could comprehend. A vat full of scalding water was a threat I understood. But when my fingers slid through the soap, it felt smooth. Slippery. Pleasant, even, against the burn of the water. It didn't hurt. If anything, it was oddly soothing.I didn't think anything of it. It was soap. Of course it felt slippery. That was all I knew.Hours passed. I lost count of them, caught in a haze of exhaustion an
The Lycan King's Plump Obsession 21 I Know Where You've Been
MarenThe stairs descended three floors deep, and with each flight, the air grew twenty degrees hotter. By the time we finally reached the bottom, sweat poured down my spine and soaked through my dress.The servant woman pulled open the door, and a wave of thick, humid air washed over me, carrying with it the pungent reek of lye. It seared the back of my throat, making me cough. The laundry was a cavernous room filled with vats as large as carts, steaming with boiling water. Women moved slowly around the room, stirring the vats and hauling dripping linen from one tub to the next. Decades of work in this oppressive heat had etched deep lines into their faces and bent their backs. Not one of them turned to look at us as we entered."Forty years," the servant woman muttered angrily, shoving me ahead of her. "Forty years I've spent down here, boiling other people's filth out of other people's sheets. Forty years of aching back, creaking knees, hands raw and blistered. They pay me pennies
The Lycan King's Plump Obsession 20 Becoming A Servant
MarenI was brought into the office. No greeting, no explanation."Strip," Matron Marrow said without looking up from the papers on her desk. I froze, not expecting this command, unable to make myself obey."I'm sorry, I..."The Matron's pale eyes lifted from her papers and fixed on me."Did I stutter? Strip!" she barked.I flinched at her harsh tone and fumbled at the ties of my dress. My trembling fingers fought with the knots. The thin white fabric slid down my body, pooling at my feet. I stood naked before her, shivering in the chill of the room."Arms," she barked. I held them straight out to my sides. "Turn." I spun slowly, my heart hammering.Matron Marrow rose and strode forward, snatching up the discarded dress.I watched in mute incomprehension as she carried the garment to the office fire, unceremoniously thrust it between the logs, and stood back to watch it burn. I found myself drawn closer, transfixed by the sight of the cheap fabric catching and curling, turning to ash.
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