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The Slave Queen Dance with me King
"Cesar, I…""Don't," he cuts me off quickly. "I don't care about your lover from 'de another village. You're here, not there, and you're mine and not his. This is a land of no promises, noexceptions. You belong to me, Eliz'bella. Don't think about any other Man, End of story."I understand that, but I hate the way that he's put it. I fold my arms. "You make me sound like a piece of property, Cesar." I scold him. He turns and growls at me. "Don't you start with me," he hisses. He hands his goblet to me. "Go," he says dismissively. "Get me some more wine."Now I'm getting angry. "Haven't you had enough?"He pinches the bridge of his nose, trying to calm himself."No, Eliz'bell…remember the deal? Abide by it, Should I suppose to beg you?, which I should not have to, for some more wine. I am the King."I narrow my eyes at him before sighing in surrender and taking the goblet out of my room and down to the kitchen. How could such a tender moment turn into an angry one? Why does he care ab
The Slave Queen Sitting beside the Prince
I saw a Clay made glass on the floor, in whom They drink wine, it seem thick enough to put senses in his brain. I hold four of them and hide behind the throne stairs. My aim was always good.I throw it to that man. it hits his head and breaks into pieces but his head started to bleed. He let go of that woman. She finally took a breath of relief." Who did that? Who dare to throw it to me? " he looked here and there madly but I was completely hiding from his eyes.Another man picked that girl from her hair and I throw another glass in his direction same spot and he starts bleeding too.They all were looking above the sky and saying" God is angry! God is angry "I took advantage of the situation and throw the other two glasses as well near Bonefire!They left that girl and stood away from her. I moved closer and support her to get up. Nobody dares to touch me! I help her getting up " Go back to harem and rest "She hugged me and walk toward her harem, Her walking was painful, I feel s
The Slave Queen Snow Flower
✿Elizabella✿Out of the corner of my eye, I see his Cousin " Red Fox " staring at me with an evil look on his face. I become uncomfortable, but I'm so close to getting him off of his seat that I don't stop dancing. I try to focus on luring Cesar out, but Red Fox's devilish eyes burn into my skin, and I can suddenly feel how much he wants me, and how much he's willing to take me. Cesar notices the distress on my face and glances to the left, where his Cousin stands, admiring my body from afar.He shoots up from where he sits and scowls at Red Fox, who doesn't notice him until he grabs me by the arms and whisks me off into the crowds. People are quickly noticing Cesar's movement from the throne to me, and I can tell they're surprised. He leans over and whispers into my ear. "I don't like 'de way he looks at you," he says to me. I shake my head quickly. "I don't either. Do you think I like being stared at like I'm a piece of meat? I thought your brother hated me but now your Cousin also
The Slave Queen Cesar throw me out of his Room
Tvirl," he mispronounces the word.I giggle and correct him. "No, no, no. T-wi-rl." I sound it out for him. By the way, I'm acting, I feel as if I've had too manywines before I came out to dance. While I had filled Cesar's goblet up with wine in the kitchen, I decided to experiment myself.And I had found that wine was very good and that I had been missing out on a lot by disliking the bitter taste. But my taste buds had developed, and I was grateful for that."You 'de one teachin' how to say words, hmm?" he asks me, his eyebrows raised. "'Dat how it works now, little one?"My foot catches on a rock and I go spiraling into the dark. But he catches me before I hit the ground, spinning me ontomy back so that I'm facing him. My lips are millimeters away from his and I can feel the attraction like a magnet, pullingus together. But yet again, we don't kiss. The sound of Red Fox's voice makes me jump. I stand back up. "Havin' fun wit' your whore, little Cousin?" he asks. I scowl at him,
The Slave Queen King Wrath
I cried because I was hurt by his action. I hate how he throws me and calls Athenodora. He could simply be gentle with me. He told me that if I ran off to the harem, I would be punished. He did not tell me how I would be punished, but I was not prepared to find out.I was crying and sitting in the dark with lost hope and a broken heart. The sound of crickets, owls, and night frogs is the only thing I hear. I lean against the wooden door, my legs hugged to my chest and my hair covering the sides of my face. I feel tired, but my mind is alert.And then I hear it; a drunken laugh, and a pair of stumbling feet down the hallway. I stand and press my back against the door. The torches in the hallway light the way a little bit, well enough for me to see the figure of a barbarian man emerge.My heart pounds. "Karuna," I hear him say. I've been around long enough to know what I'm being called, and that karuna means 'whore.' I'm suddenly very afraid. This man is not Cesar, and he will most cert
The Slave Queen You are Mine
" Do it one more time?" He said" No Price, my my my heart is about to burst " He smirks clean his lips with his thumb and stood away from me, drinking his wine"Your wine is tastier than this wine, Go and get yourself clean, I will arrange a dress for you, but remember one thing what is happening here should stay between these walls "I nodded and ran inside his bathroom. He did an unspeakable thing to me. how can he touch me there with his mouth? Isn't it suppose to be a dirty place?I was completely lost in thoughts in the bathtub when he opened the door, I covered my chest with my Arms.He laughed so loud that it must have gone out of his room. Then he throws a dress on the side of the bathtub." Come out in 5 minutes, I am hungry and you will feed me today "I went out of the bathtub in a rush with wet hair. I looked at the dress he give me. it was longer than my knees and very covering too, in Maroon color with a big belt-like strap on the waist which has a beautiful jewel of b
The Slave Queen We kissed
"Kiss me," he cuts me off abruptly, his eyes staring deeply into mine. "I protected you. I defended your honor. You should kiss me"It was all true. I'd only ever kissed a man on my will once, and that was with young Lord Cordell, and it was merely a peck on the lips before I ran away with glee. If you slide that part when he forcefully kissed me many times!"And…this would be your reward for saving your lady?" I question softly.He smiles and hugs me closer to his body. "So you know you are mine," he says warmly. "I like 'dat. A lot." His big handslides slowly over my nightgown, touching my back and my neck, spreading warmth down my spine.His fingers curl around my neck and gently pull me forward. I'm scared, but I'm ready. I've been fortunate enough not tobed him for a while, and kissing me has most likely been on his number one checklist spot for a while now. When my lips touch Cesar's, I feel the warmth, the passion, and the lust bleeding out of him and into me. As he presses
The Slave Queen King's childhood lover-Snow Flower!
"Very well. I shall tell you of my family." He lights his pipe with a match and slips it between his lips. I sat down on the floor in front of him, draw my knees to my chest and rest my chin atop them. "I had three other siblings. Iron Coyote, then my twin sisters Gentle Raven and Snow Lion. I am the youngest."I listen to him intently, my head cocked to the side with interest. "I did not know of your sisters."He leans against the armrest of the chair. " Snow Lion, or as we call her by her Commoner's name Mairwen, is married off to the one you know as Three Horses. They have a family and White Lion is under his name now. Gentle Raven, Lavanya, died when I was five, and she was 7. I s'pose it was some kind of common illness gone rogue."I bite my lip and lower my head a little. "I'm sorry."He shrugs. "My mother died the same way when I was nine, my only other sister Snow Lion was eleven, and Iron Coyote, Edmund was twelve. That was thirteen years ago. My father didn't raise us. We w
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