2 ~ The Alpha King's Naive Whore
Cassandra POV
“Get up and get ready,” The lady ordered me.
“No way, you people can’t insult me,”
I looked up at her and fought back.
Her face turned a little stiff and she sat down in front of me.
“Look, this is not the correct time for your nuisance. What kind of princess you were? You are not the only one who is suffering this. Everyone whose Empire loses in battle has to suffer the same. Do not cause more problems for your people by misbehaving frequently. You have already messed up by slapping the Slave House Master and now you are causing another trouble by doing this. He is very close to King Ryan,” She muttered slowly and I felt frightened.
“What will he do now? Kill me?” I questioned.
She chuckled.
“You would be lucky he thought to kill you right now but he told you to make you King’s personal slave, his whore,” She muttered the last word slowly.
“What the hell does this mean?” I felt frustrated.
“You don't know what this means?” She questioned and looked completely surprised.
I shook my head and asked.
“Is this something everyone needs to know about? Some kind of lower level of slavery? Why the hell does everyone want me to be his whore?”
“Are you a kid? How old are you?”
“I am going to be eighteen in the next twelve days,” I informed feeling offended with the word ‘kid’.
“And who was in your family? Have you ever been in love? Or touched by any man?” She took a pause, “Do you know about relationships?”
“My brother was my only family. My parents died when I was very young. Yes, I loved my brother so much. He didn’t and never allowed any man close to me. I am scared of them,” I informed as I recalled the moments of my childhood. My brother was the possessive and caring one. I was brought up by the very trusted maids and never allowed to leave the Palace in any condition. All my education and training were done in the palace itself and all decisions of my life were taken by my brother.
“Why are you scared of men?” She asked.
I took a breath as this was the worst memory of mine.
“I was nine years old when a group of dacoits kidnapped me from an area nearby a fountain. I got scared a lot. They took me to a strange place and kept me with a few girls of my age, they kidnapped them too. Then, that very night a few men came inside the cave, in which they kept us tied. They had that lantern in their hands. One of them was very horrible and he grabbed the hand of one girl,” my tears started coming from my eyes. My voice felt shaking and trembling as the blur vision of that horrible night haunted me again.
“He tore her dress in front of us and then he put…” My voice broke and my fingers shivered.
“Then?” She asked, her eyes big.
“Then he put his long penis inside her. She cried, she bled. The man was horrible. And then one of them started approaching me,” My voice frightened as I recalled that night.
“You two, what are you talking about?” Suddenly another woman interrupted and we both shivered.
“Nothing, lady, I was just asking her to get ready,” The woman told her.
“Alright, make her get ready now. The King will arrive in the celebration hall at any time. We need to present her there,” She ordered.
I stood up with weakened knees as the woman signaled me to.
“Come with me,”
She informed me and I followed her silently.
She took me to another place adjoined with it. The door opened before me and I entered. I could hear the giggles and laughter of women. A lot of women. The place looked so strange and not so good.
Walking past the gallery. She took me to a room. A woman was there who was working on a girl. She was helping her to get ready. She looked beautiful.
“Young Lady, you need to make her ready quickly. She is chosen to be King’s slave. The master asked us to present her in tonight’s celebration itself,”
Honestly, their conversation was no more affecting me. Seeing how they behaved with me in the bathing room. I couldn't expect anything good from them.
“Alright, I am done with her. She doesn't have to wait much,” She informed me and I was asked to sit for some time.
The lady who brought me here left me and I waited until the woman called me to make me ready for some so-called celebration.
She asked me to wear a plain white gown which was thin and revealed a little much of my cleavage. She unbraided my hair and left them open.
“Your hair is so beautiful,” She muttered.
She applied some liquids on my face and designed my hair a little. At last, she made me wear perfume of mild fragrance. It was refreshing and sweet.
“The King arrived at the hall,” The soldier entered and informed all of sudden. There was a woman behind him who informed the rest of the things.
“Is she done?” She asked in a hurry.
“Yes,” The designer informed her.
“Young lady, come with me,” She ordered and I absentmindedly followed her.
Honestly, I was lifeless and all broken. I wasn't able to understand anything, process anything and figure out anything. It was like I was too broken to figure out how to come out of this ugly situation.
I was a slave now. Slavery was the reality. My freedom was no more. And life means freedom. I didn't know what I was supposed to do. But still, I couldn't accept it. It wasn't what I wanted. I wanted my Empire, my brother, my life back.
The woman made me walk through the galleries. She was holding a fire stick to see in the darkness.
She took me to a grand hall. The door opened for us and she asked me to take a step further. I could smell the different environment here. The door closed behind me and I was alone, looking forward to seeing what was ahead for me.
I walked a little forward in a small gallery and my eyes adjusted to the yellow lights of the hall. My sight fell on the crowd of men. The noise of their laughter was scary enough to make me shiver.
There were many men. Their features were dark, they were tall, strong, and dangerous like beasts. My fingers started shaking as this was something extremely new and dangerous for me.
I walked more and noticed that there were some women too. Even one of them was naked and sitting in the lap of a man. I shivered to look at her. The man touched her neck and she giggled.
Honestly, I wanted to run back. I looked behind but the door was shut.
“Looks like we got a newbie here,”
I shivered when one of them said and a few of them laughed, noticing me. I scanned this place and my sight fell on a person sitting slightly in the corner.
He seems not interested in the chaos. His gaze fixed to the person beside him, his hand holding a glass.
His features looked different and dangerous. He seems the strongest among them. Wearing black clothes as the King’s do, he was looking extremely powerful.
Suddenly, someone caught my hand and I turned.
“Come with me, bitch,” I was frightened as hell, this was the same man who asked me to show my breasts in the bathing room.
Oh My God!
“Leave my hand,” I objected.
But, not caring to listen, he made me walk.
I struggled to get rid of his hold but he dragged me to the King.
“My Lord!,” He caught everyone’s attention and my heartbeats were racing insanely.
The man in black who seems like the King lifted his gaze to us. He had green eyes and for a fraction of a moment, our eyes met. I felt as if the world stopped for a moment and my heartbeats raced. I instantly lowered my gaze.
“Yes,” His voice was so dangerous and authoritative. He had a powerful aura and I lifted my eyes once again to look at him.
His complexion was fair with a different kind of glow and attractiveness. I felt as If I could see him for a really long time without hesitation. His black hair was designed neatly. He had a perfect jawline and slightly fuller lips who were curved now in a simple smile. His body seems strong even under the cover of black fabric.
“My Lord, I want to present to you the very new whore in our Empire,” The man pushed me forward and I stood in front of him.
His eyes fixed on mine. It felt like a deep ocean and I was drowning in them. My heartbeats were racing insanely. I didn't know why I was feeling so weak and submitted in front of him.
“What's so special in her?” His face turned stiff and flat as he asked.
