The elven guards brought me into the great halls of Mirkwood before the King.
"Let me go!" I cried as the elves dragged me harshly and pushed me to the ground into a kneeling position.
"What is this… another trespasser of my kingdom?" A masculine voice echoed through the dark halls.
I looked up for a split second, only to have it pressed back down by one of the guards clutching my arm.
"Release her… I wish to speak to the mortal alone." The voice called out.
In that instant, the guards dropped my arms and they left the hall. I dared not look up at the king as his boots intruded my intense staring contest with the marble flooring.
"Do not be afraid to look at me…" He said. But I still continued to look at the ground… Hell, how was I supposed to know what he was capable of?
"I said…" he crouched down and grabbed my hair, yanking it up so my eyes met his piercing gaze, "Look at me."
I hissed at the sharp feeling and I glared at him.
Who the fuck does he think he is?!
"You are only a child…Tell me why are you in the forbidden forest?" He asked.
"I'm not a child. I can take care of myself, and as for your shithole of a forest, I got lost, thank you very much." I replied bluntly.
He seemed amused by the attitude that I was copping, but he kept his authority by tightening his grip on my hair.
"Such a foul mouth, for such a beautiful being…" He said, trailing his cold fingers up my jaw. "…a pity to execute something so rare…"
He released his grip in my hair as he took my hand and pulled me to my feet. He leaned forward, invading my personal space as his nose brushed against mine.
"I know that you are pure. I can sense it. I can smell it. So in exchange for your freedom, would you be willing to kindly give it to me?" I heard his voice decrescendo into a whisper in the sentence as he hinted at a lustful smile.
"What kind of a woman do you take me for?" I glared at him, backing away slightly. "You think that you just because you're a king that you just get everything you want?"
His eyes flickered with rage as his smile faded quickly. I knew that nobody dared to talk to their king with such disrespect. But damn it, he wasn't my king.
"Why you don't go fuck yourself."
That was the last straw as the back of his hand made contact with my cheek. It burned… hell it hurt more than anything in the world, especially after I realized that he was wearing rings on that hand. But all it did was make me even more pissed off than I already was.
He called for the guards to take me to the dungeons as he sat back down on his antler throne.
As they dragged me off, I broke a hand free and made sure he was looking at me when I gave him the finger.
The guards shoved me into the cell and locked the door behind me.
"Hey! Let me out!" I shouted. "This is Bullshit!"
After about ten minutes of yelling for the guards, I gave up.
"They're not going to come back for you…" A calm, masculine voice sounded from the cell next to mine, "Not unless you make an offer that may benefit the king."
"Who is that?" I asked in an enraged voice.
"Hey, calm down, lass, I meant no harm… I'm Fili." He said.
"…What did you do to land yourself in the elven dungeons, Fili?" I asked.
"My company… we tried to take a shortcut through the Mirkwood. We were trying to get to the lonely mountain…" He sighed. "What 'bout you, lass?"
"I was kind of living near the forest. Alone… I ran away from home because my parents think of me as naïve."
"So you left home to prove them wrong?" he asked.
"Yeah… I guess I did. I was on my own for only a month before I got lost."
"You shouldn't have left home. It is dangerous out there. Especially for a girl."
"ENOUGH WITH THE LITTLE GIRL SHIT!" I shouted, frustrated. Why did everyone treat me like a child?
"I meant no offence. All I was trying to say is that the world is dangerous for someone like you; you should be at home, awaiting proposal from a young lad. Not out in the woods –"His sentence was cut short by a tall blonde elf that resembled the king.
He approached my cell and unlocked the door.
"What, I'm free now?" I asked sarcastically.
"Don't flatter yourself, slave." He smirked.
"SLAVE?!"
"Out. Now." He commanded.
I hesitantly walked out of the cell and I could feel his wandering eyes across my body. When I turned to face him he straightened himself and cleared his throat. He bound my wrists and escorted me out of the dungeons.
"Good Luck, lass." Fili called out.
I smiled weakly at his kindness.
The elf brought me back before the throne and the King smirked as I looked up at the throne.
"Kneel." The elf that escorted me said as he lowered himself before the king. I reluctantly knelt internally choking myself for obeying.
"Leave Us." The king commanded. As everyone in the hall scattered out, leaving us alone. Again.
"I admire your courage, little one; your confidence is quite striking." He started, "However, You lack respect for authority. Your arrogance is unbecoming of you, my young captive."
I cringed at the word captive.
He strutted down the steps of his throne and captured my face in his hands. I had no other choice but to look him in the eye and glare at him.
"So innocent…" He whispered, "It is rare that I enslave a pure mortal of your age…"
I furrowed my eyebrows at his remark.
I'm not the only one? Well, I should have known that… Of course I wouldn't be the only one… There are probably dozens of mortal girls that he's tried to seduce in exchange for their freedom. But I'm guessing that I am probably the only one that had the ladyballs to talk back to the king…
He kissed my forehead and let go of my face as he backed away.
** "Disrobe." He commanded.
I slid off my clothes as he commanded without argument. The little girl inside me started to become frightened as I watched his mouth open slightly. His bright eyes darkened as my hair censored most of my body before him.
I felt low. Exposed. And inferior. The Mirkwood king started to circle me, picking up a large lock of my hair as he uncovered my body to his convenience. His breathing hitched as he evaluated my physique.
"If you claim to be a woman… You are to spend this night in my chambers." He said.
Oh shit.