Novel & Cerita The Princess Slave

Did I bump my head and wake up back in the sixties or something? The banging door had awoken Dohana, who was still dazzed as she sat up on the bed. 'Whats going on?' "Young man, how dare you do this to the princess of the Kingdom?" An older woman who looked elegant and alluring walked in. She wore long-sleeved red dress with white lace embellishments around the collar and elbows, as well as a thin golden belt and matching boots. "Queen Mother," said one of the men pointing at Jake, "this is the man who defiled the princess."

Bella asks me with her puppy dog eyes. I sat beside her on the bed. Not the puppy dog eyes. "Of course I will," I say as I tuck a piece of her hair behind her ear. "Once upon a time, there was this lonely prince. He didn't know what to do so his friends sent him on a date. That was when he met the beautiful and fair princess." Bella softly slept, and I looked over to see her eyes closed. I got up from the bed carefully and bent over to kiss her on her forehead.

"He's coming over to help us since the vampires have returned because of a slave in our midst." My heart beat started beating at an abnormal rate in fear. Sophia nudged me with an elbow as the Princess scanned through the slaves and finally set her eyes on me. One of the guards walked into the room and stood at the window site with a paper in his hands. "Ma'am, here is the name of the slave who betrayed us by saving the Vampire king. Also, the list contains what they demand." He told her as he handed the paper to her. She let out a light chuckle and smiled. "Well, I'll just say the name of the person because she's right here and she needs to be punished,"

If William rejected my proposal, my fate would be sealed, there was no other sure way of escaping the clutches of the Emperor and Theodore. The next morning, my nanny was just finishing tidying my hair when a knock on the door put us on alert. It was unusual for them to have such respect for me, but it seemed that my recent punishments had had the desired effect. My nanny went to open the door, and a maid, followed by two soldiers, appeared. "I greet Your Highness, the first princess of the empire of Arventia, Princess Camellia Arventia," they said at the same time. I got up from my chair and signaled for them to stand.

Then understanding dawned in her expression. “This was all you,” Natalia rasped, hands clenching into white-knuckled fists. “Those vile rumors. Turning my own kind against me. It was your doing, wasn’t it?” I gave an exaggerated sigh. “Now, Natalia. I know discipline here is difficult for a spoiled princess like you, but you can’t go around attacking slaves unprovoked. There have to be consequences.” Natalia let out a hoarse, fractured laugh. “Princess? I am here as a slave same as any other. But you...” She trailed off and shook her head, a strange grief entering her eyes.

An evil smile that didn't reach his eyes. "I don't care what power you bear La Reine, you're no longer the Princess of ICANAR but a Slave for the King of Bakarish. My Slave." TBC

She should be careful because there are cannibals here that only want her to be their dinner. Her price is now on fifty million which is funny because they want to buy this woman. I stare at her and I must admit that she looks beautiful but not that much. She also looks soft which annoys me the most. The bidding was about to close when she looked me in the eye. Her eyes were screaming for help which made me raise my hands. “Sixty million! I will buy her for sixty million!" I yelled. “Anyone who can beat sixty million?" He yelled as he showed the woman to the crowd. “Sold for sixty million!" Did I just spend sixty million for a slave?

I clawed at her wrists, eyes darting to Valentina — but she stood frozen, head still bowed. The princess hurled me to the floor. My skull cracked against stone. “Ahh!” I screamed “When the prince asks for a slave,” she said, smoothing her dress, “make sure it’s her.” Valentina’s voice was taut. “Yes, my princess.” Tears scalded my cheeks. I didn’t want to go to him. I’d seen what he did. The princess gave me one last, hateful glance. “No slave will ever outshine me. Never.” With a flick of her skirts, she stormed out.

I gave the other men the same instructions as my own, no unnecessary blood spilt especially no civilians. An hour later I exit the room where the glam team had finished getting me ready, Maddox eyes roamed my body as though he wanted to rip my black floor length ball gown right off me. Turning to the full length mirror in the hall of the safe house I check my appearance. The dress is a rough satin with a slit almost up to my hip bone on the left leg with a plunging neckline and off the shoulder straps. I wore nude heels and my ruby jewellery and tiara, playing the part of Royal Princess. My jewellery was a gift from my parents for my fiftieth birthday.

“It seems there’s been a misunderstanding. The princess is not worthy to stand by my side as my Queen. I did duel for her, but for another reason.” I don’t like where this is going and the nerves in my stomach intensify at his words. The Lycans that came with Roy are laughing as if my father had just told a big joke. Roy keeps chuckling darkly as he plays with my hair and I feel the little hairs on my neck stand up when his fingers subtly brush against my skin. His next words further tighten the knot in my stomach and now I know my perfect life has really come to an end. “She is to be my slave.” He says, dropping the bomb before gripping my chin tightly and forcing me to face him. “Do you ha