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"Foolish slave girl, I must test your loyalty. I don't believe that you are just a mere slave. Prince Erwin never accepted any girl to sleep with him, but you conquered his desire in one night. You must have bewitched him, right?" "I am not a witch, my lady." "How dare you speak to me in such a high tone?" she sounds furious. "You're a slave here. You are lower than pig shit." It hurt my heart when he said I was lower than a pig shit. I can't help but snap back: "A slave lower than a pig shit? Aren't you also a slave? You're the favorite and have given birth to two princes, but the king hasn't freed you yet. You are also a slave. We are both enslaved. Our status is the same, my lady."

It was an insult for a gifted being to be a slave. Such people were kept as people of high status such as a prime ministers or a member of the land's council. The King smiled. 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

It was an insult for a gifted being to be a slave. Such people were kept as people of high status such as a prime ministers or a member of the land's council. The King smiled. 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

“My my, Alfred. Your taste keeps getting better and better.” “I suppose so.” King shot Ivy a glare and nodded at his empty glass. Biting her inner cheeks, she moved to pour him wine. Another first. How did her life turn out this way? “From sluts, you moved to princesses? You must be bold for going against her nation.” Damn it! He recognises her! “Pfft, they claim they are powerful, yet here their little Princess is serving someone as a mere slave,” King added, his hands moving up her inner thighs. Since she wasn't wearing panties underneath, he easily found what he was looking for.

"Don't be too fast to forget who you are. You are a slave. You and Damon are not in the same class, and he can take advantage of you and go scot free." "Oh! Take it easy. It has not gotten to that." "Don't you say I did not tell you when it eventually happened. At the end of the day, people like us are just toys to men like him. They never take us seriously because they know they cannot end up with us." Well, I did not know where all that was coming from but Ann is actually kinda right. After all, even when I was a princess, I was betrayed; how much more so now as a slave. Indeed, it wouldn't take him anything to get rid of me if he wanted to.

Those people were a little closer to the gate of Sultan Raya when Ivan regained some consciousness, the servants were stumbling and exhausted. "Put me down. I can walk." Ivan said to them, and after a little back and forth, they agreed, they were tired now too. When they reached the boundary of the kingdom, people saw the princess coming as a slave from Renam kingdom. Her long black hair was scattered due to the broken ribbon of her hair, her head was raised due to the thick iron bracelet hanging around her neck.

Katie felt so worn out that she forgot she was on her way to the shower. Barbara stood there with her arms folded. " Expecting someone else are we?" She said with enough hate to melt paint. "Listen pet I don't think I made myself clear. Everyone here knows Sami is mine and they have the sense to stay out my way. You stand no chance of getting an apprenticeship here. Let alone someone like Sami. Let me spell it out. You are a cominer. The rest of us are descended from Royalty. Lords, Ladies and even a Princess...MY Princess." With that she walked off, satisfied that this time she had been heard.

Honestly she envied him. - Are you going to stand there or are you going to decide to go back? The young woman was abruptly drawn from her contemplation by the sultan. She breaks her smile and becomes serious again. She approached him as once again she was about to walk amidst a horde of maids and servants, her. Just a movie actress. She was going to walk like a real princess among her subjects... Like a real princess. She couldn't help but smile as her heart raced. It was the best role of his life. She walked confidently beside the Sultan..

She even planned on befriending the werewolf princess but because of her status she is nowhere close to those that could contact the werewolf king and princes. If Danielle had known that Mendy was the werewolf princess she would have flattered her and would have wanted to go through thick and thin for her but for the sake of true love and following the moon goddess wish, and that is to be with one's other half she hid herself and turned into a slave for her. No one would have believed that was the werewolf princess because of her aloft status. She hated being seen with power because she hated prying on the weak but it seems like fate was playing a trick with her for her to be mated to someon

“No, but... it looked that way. You've been gentler with Karen. With Seraphina you've been... harsher.” Harsher. The word lodged like a knife. And God help me—it was true. I had turned a blind eye when Karen's people dangled her off the fortieth floor. I had let them throw her into the dungeon. The dungeon! I stormed out of the conference room and down to the dungeon. The air was thick and damp, and a faint metallic scent of blood filled my nostrils. In a corner, on what could barely be called a bed, lay a white shirt. The same shirt Sera had been wearing when she was dragged down here.