Horror filled her whole body, sitting with him alone in the same carriage scared her. She could feel life slowly drifting away from her.
At that moment she wanted to run away from him, but she knew better. That is exactly what he expected from her, to chase her and kill her in the end.
He is horrible, riding with him terrified her. Only God knows, what he would do to her, what if he suddenly choked her to death? Her mind came to rest when the carriage stopped.
She heard footsteps from outside and the door opened.
"We are here, My lord" The guard said and Simon nodded.
He stood up and got down from the carriage, so did Imogen. "Wow!" Escaped her mouth when she got down from the carriage.
Here she was standing in front of a huge beautiful castle, it was more beautiful than the castles written in fairy tales, looking at it seemed like a dream.
Never, in her life did she imagine she would see such beautiful castle or live in one. Even though it was already late, the night couldn't hide the beauty of the castle.
"Master!" Some ladies came running and bowed when they reached his side.
Master? are they all his slaves? She looked at them, and they seem nothing like slaves. They were dressed in luxurious wears like the nobles, beautiful. This is not what she expected a sex slave to look like.
"She is the new slave I bought, you have a week to teach her everything she needs to know" He ordered and walked inside with his guards behind him.
"A week?" Imogen thought. After a week, what happens next? Will he have her then?
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The sound of his footsteps echoed through the hallway, walking majestically with no smile or frown on his face, no emotions, just plain nothingness.
Simon Sebastian, popularly known as the dread lord.
The only son of the Sebastian family, the most powerful and feared family in the country, and the only child of his late parents, Alfred and Sarah Sebastian, respected and feared by many people, he is known for his brutality toward his slaves.
He is also the next king, Prince George's favourite person, and his trusted friend. No one dares to defy or disobey him, not only because they respect him, but they know the price they will pay for misbehaviour in his presence.
Once upon a time, the dread Simon was a sweet young lad, loved by everyone around him. But suddenly he changed, only a few around him knows the reason for his changes.
Rumours have it, that the cause of his strange wicked change is because the lady he loved betrayed him and married his best friend and that is why he keeps many female slaves around.
Secondly, he changed because of his parents' death, because they were murdered brutally before his eyes.
Finally, the woman he loved betrayed him with his friend and they are both involved in his parent's death.
No one knows the truth, they were just rumours that travelled across the entire country.
His eyes roamed across the room like it was his first time, something is wrong, to be precise missing.
"The Gold Jar presented to me by lady Gila is missing" He said to the guard behind him.
"One of the Slaves took it when she was attempting to run away this morning" He responded with his head down.
He groaned and removed his coat, stretched it to the guard and he instantly collected it.
"She took it or stole it?" He grunted displeased by his words.
"Am sorry, my lord" He apologized instantly.
"What did you do to the slave?"
"Nothing has been done yet, we are still......"
"Behead her" He said emotionlessly, his guard opened his mouth in shock but immediately closed it. This isn't the first and it won't be the last, but he just can't get used to it.
"I understand, my lord. A letter came from the lady Gila's estate, her father would like to see you at his home two days from now" He reported.
Simon sighed, exhausted "I understand, you can leave now" He ordered "Yes, my lord" The guard said and was about to leave before his master called him back.
"Carter?" He called him.
"Thank you for today, you may take your leave now" The guard Carter said nothing and left.
It is unusual of him to be thankful, he looked at his master's door, 'is my lord lonely again?' He thought
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"Bam, Bam!" The loud bang on the door startled her awake, she wondered what this was about.
'It is still early mornings,' she thought. She was given a room by one of the castle maids to stay for the night, but her sleep was cut short.
She stood up from the small bed, she slept on and made her way to the door, she scratched her hair as she opened the door, standing before her were the women she saw earlier when she arrived.
They were rude to her when she wanted to start a conversation with them, they brutally ignored her. 'So what do they want now?'
"Good morning" The lady at the front said and rushed Imogen inside the room, while the others entered behind them
"Morning, the sky is still dark" Imogen murmured.
"Your room is so untidy and dirty, I feel like vomitting" another of the women said quite dramatically.
"Stop being dramatic, Isabelle" another said while Isabelle rolled her eyes.
"Hello, My name is Poppy, am in charge of you slaves here" The lady who chastised Isabelle said with a friendly smile.
"My name is Imogen, the new slave" Imogen replied with a smile.
"What a nice name you have, what are you girls waiting? Introduce yourselves" Poppy ordered.
"I'm Eva"
"Sophie"
"Ella"
"Charlotte"
"Grace"
"Anabelle"
"Aria" Everyone introduced themselves except Isabelle. Poppy gave her a nasty to force her to introduce herself as the others had done.
"Isabelle, satisfied?" She grunted angry.
"It is nice to meet you lot, but you guys are the only slaves here?"
"Why? Are you disappointed? Were you expecting more?" Poppy questioned.
"I am sorry for my rudeness" Imogen apologized and bowed her head.
"It is ok, everyone gets curious at first. But not all last to tell the story, of course, Master Simon has a lot of slaves. But let's say we are the survivors of his wrath"
"What happened to the rest?" Imogen asked curious.
"They died, beheaded or poisoned. That is how it is here, in order to survive, you mustn't break any rules set by Master Simon, or else you die" Isabelle said this time. Imogen looked at them all, and they all had this terrified looks on their faces expect Isabelle.
"Is lord Simon that bad?"
"No, bad is an understatement. He is horrible, the dread lord who implant fears on everyone around him, the devil himself. He is wicked on the bed too, I pity you. You look young to be here, now that the introductions are done, I will take my leave" She turned, flicked her hair and left the room, some of the girls also followed her.
Poppy and Aria stayed back with Imogen.
"I hate it when she does that, she acts like she is the queen here" Aria said showing her dissatisfaction.
"Well, she is the queen. The favourite of Master Simon, she is the only one who had slept with him, more than five times" Poppy mentioned which caught Vera's attention.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"Oh" Poppy faced her. "Among everything Isabelle said, the correct thing in there is that Master Simon never sleeps with a sex slave more than twice. But only Isabelle has broken the record, she has slept with the master more than five times, that makes her untouchable" Poppy explained while Vera nodded.
She deserves it, amongst all the slaves, she is the prettiest, she has the skin liked to a pearl which glows with an endowed body that makes her look so tempting than any other slave.
"Who knows, that might change now that you are here, you aren't bad at all" Poppy said while Aria nods her head in agreement.
"I don't know, I don't think am ready to be in his bed not to talk of being his favourite"
"Well, you don't have a choice" Aria said and exits the room.
"She is right, and also I noticed you call Master Simon, lord Simon. You should stop, and don't get caught by him or his guards. To us, his slaves, we can't address him as others do, we must call him master not lord" She adviced with a stern look.
"I apologize, I will make sure to keep that in mind"
"Of course, I will see you when the sun rises. Then we will talk about the rules in this castle, and also how to satisfy the master when it is your turn to serve him" Poppy stated.
Imogen could feel her heart beat faster, it beats out of fear. Poppy could see how scared she was, who won't be scared. Not able to satisfy him means dead on the spot, but you succeed in satisfying him also means punishment.
"Don't worry too much, you still have a week to...." She was unable to finish her statement when they heard a scream from outside.
They ran out of Imogen's room, towards the commotion.
When they got outside, they saw the other girls all shocked, some trembling, while some just stood still.
"What happened?" Poppy asked.
"Maya was found" Aria answered with tears. She moved out of the way and revealed a body with its head severed, on the floor in a pool of blood.
"She was beheaded" Aria said pointing to the head on a pole before them.
"Ah! ah!" Imogen screamed terrified, she went to a corner and vomited.
Isabelle walked to her and whispered to her. "This is nothing, you haven't seen anything yet"
"Welcome to hell, darling"
The smile on his face widened as he looked over the paper in front of him. He is delighted, not because of work, but Imogen who was seated on the chair next to him with a book in her hand.She was reading while he was working, at least that is what he wants to believe he is doing. Even if his attention is hardly on his work.How could he focus when she is with him? It's been two days since Aria and Carter's wedding, and he told Imogen about his past.He never thought he could ever open up to anyone, but he did and he is glad. He thought she would consider him weak, and pathetic.But she didn't, she consoled him, and his love for her deepened more.His Goddess brought light into his dark life and he is grateful."I could hardly focus with you beside me," He said and faced Imogen, who twitched her lips and closed her book."That was my plan when I came here, you should get used to it""Why will you do such a cruel thing? Distract someone like me from working""Now that you said it, I fe
The party ended and the newly wedded couple retired to their new bedrooms at the servant's quarter."This room is big compared to yours," Aria said with a shy smile and Carter replied with a nod."It is also close to the master quarter, so you won't have any problems protecting Lord Simon and Lady Imogen," She said observing their new room while Carter scrutinized his eyes on her.She cleared her throat nervously when she got no reply from Carter, she moved to the bedside and sat on it."The bed is huge too, for two people...." Aria plays with her finger and blushes at the thought of sharing the bed with her new husband."I agree" Carter moved closer to her and sat on the bed, he tried touching Aria but she pulled away and stood up.He glared at her confused "What is wrong?""I should take a bath and change my dress, and then.... and" She sighed unable to say the last words."I have always dreamed about this day, but now that am here. I...am scared...""Scared of what?" Carter asked
Imogen smiled brightly at Aria, watching Poppy and two slaves help Aria in her wedding attire, and with her make-up."You look so beautiful" Imogen commended her when they were done dressing her.Aria smiled and took a quick look at herself in the mirror."Your husband will be stunned to see how pretty you look," Imogen said and Aria blushed shyly.Her husband? Today is finally the day she gets to be Carter's. She couldn't be more happier, and nervous. She is uneasy about tonight, what will happen between them? She can't stop thinking about it.A knock came on the door and a guard entered, "It is time, my lady" "Alright," Imogen answered and faced Aria. "Are you well?""Honestly, I don't know. This is the moment I have been waiting for, but am so anxious"Imogen smiled and hugged her "Everything is going to be alright, after tonight you will be his wife and nothing else matters. Just think about tonight only" She disengaged the hug and Aria nodded in agreement."I can't believe I g
Freya looked at the dresses placed on her bed, with a whiff of doubt. Bianca has picked those dresses as a part of their seduction plan and to her surprise, it doesn't look inappropriate as she thought they will be.Maybe it wasn't a bad idea after all, but yet she isn't certain about this so-called plan. What if things go wrong and the prince hates her more? What if? She can't stop thinking about what if this plan spoils everything. "You are doing it again?" Bianca called her attention to it, and Freya cleared her throat."I am just nervous, are you positive no one knows about our plan? If the gossips travel that the Princess is trying to seduce the prince, I will be looked upon as a disgrace" Freya said and Bianca shook, putting her mind to rest."It is late, you should change to one of these" Bianca suggested, and when to Freya's wardrobe and bring out a revealing night garment which make Freya's eyes enlarged."Where did you get this? There is no way the royal tailor will make t
Imogen stands in front of the slaves observing every single one of them, they haven't said a thing since Poppy brought them here, they seem so lost in thought, wondering if she was being real or not.She promised to let them stay here and promised they wouldn't be touched or harassed by anyone in this castle and she would take care of the family, all they had to do was pledge their loyalty to her.It is difficult to believe, especially when the person was once a slave like them, and they never treated her right.She cleared her throat and they glanced at her. "If you want, you can go back to your room and think about it... ""Why should we trust you?" One of the girls chipped and Imogen stared her way. "Aren't you doing this because you are scared? That we might take the lord away from you?""Charlotte" Poppy called but Imogen stopped her."Do you have anything intention of seducing the lord, Charlotte? Even if you have, I don't think you can" Charlotte and the other maids chuckled "
She was petrified, at the awareness of the bottle in front of her hand. She hasn't poisoned Imogen yet. She had many chances but did nothing and what scared her more, was that Lucien wouldn't be patient for long, if she didn't do anything soon then her son would die.Her poor baby. Poppy doesn't mind dying, but if her son does then she will be damned.Still, she can't kill Imogen. A knock came on her door, and she jumped out of her bed and hid the bottle under her pillow."Come in," She said and Aria entered with a smile on her face."I apologize for disturbing you, I know how busy you are, preparing for the wedding but Lady Imogen requested to see you" "It is alright" Poppy faked a smile, it isn't ok, every time she sees Imogen, makes her feel sad that her son could be in danger because she can't harm Imogen."Let's go," Aria said and she followed her to Imogen's room. They got to the room, and the guard standing in front of the door gave Poppy a strange look before allowing her in.