She held her chin high, defiance in her honey brown eyes. She has lost her freedom.
She will not loose her dignity.
'Move faster!' A harsh voice shouts and knudge her arm forward roughly. She wanted to scream at him to fuck off, she wants to treat him the way she was treated, she wants to wince in pain; but she purses her lips and clenches her jaw, she will not give him any satisfactory that he had hurt her, that she was weak.
She glares at the guard but says nothing, only picking her pace. She's exhausted enough and smart enough to wait for the right time.
They sleep in cages. Cells, she mean. They were provided with a thin towel on the cement floor, as if the pathetic towel would provide any comfort. They sleep separately too. She guessed it was so that they wouldn't be able to communicate and form allies or something.
She works from 5 in the morning up to 1 in the morning in the castle. She never met the queen before, though. She's probably too 'low' to even be given the privilege to see her so all she has ever heard were rumours. Ugly rumours. She wonders whether they were true- if the queen is really that heartless and cruel. But then again, it has to be true. Who the fuck locks human into cages? Cells, she mean.
She listens to orders now. The saying 'you never know until you learn' is true. She thought, what could be worse than being locked in a cage and being treated like a dog? She never knew until she experienced it. That first time she was ordered to rub one of the royal knights feet, she held her chin high and look at the guard's face in disgust and defiance before spitting on his face.
She was forced to be seared or sent to be a sex slave to the men.
She was seared a 'I'm just a human ' onto her shoulder blade. It had hurt for the next 2 weeks but thank God they only get to shower once every 3 days, though those days are the worst because she would bit her lips til it bled because the pain on her shoulder was unbearable.
But really, she would rather experience that again than be a sex slave to those men. When she made her choice, the guard had said: what a waste, you'd have done well.' She almost spit on his face again.
Weeks and months had passed. She couldn't keep track nor would it matter. But lately, she has been hearing more rumours about the upcoming event. It is a huge event that is celebrated every year, apparently to celebrate the queen's success for bringing prosperity and peace in the kingdom.
Prosperity and peace her ass.
It happened today. When a high royal guard comes to their cages with a wicked smile, she couldn't hear what he said because he was only talking to the high maid. She doesn't like the feeling when he looked around the cages and lingers his eyes on her body.
The next thing she knew, she and a few others are sent to the bathroom in the castle. The bathroom is magnificent, actually the whole castle looks magnificent, but she had been living in the dog house for so long that she looks at everything hungrily, as if she can absorb everything in awe.
The scent of the bathroom is amazing, like rose and water is so clean that it glistens under the candle light. For once since forever, she is allowed to shower for a whole 30 minutes. She uses every soap and shampoo available because she's sure that she will never be given the chance ever again. She stayed in the gentle bath for as long as possible, getting excited that maybe, just maybe, she is picked to work at the ceremony. All her hard work has paid off and her position is finally raised to something better.
After the bath, she and the others are dressed with pretty dresses and their hair were done beautifully. Though she blushes hard at the part where they were asked to wear really, really sexy underwear. She can't deny that it kinda made her feel a little bit sexy. She even got to use perfume! She guessed it was just because they have to look nice at such a big and grand ceremony. She is definitely not complaining.
She doesn't understand why there were sadness filled in the High Maid's eyes when she asked her about the ceremony and what are their duties for it. The High Maid just looked at her in sad, sad eyes and says she and the others don't need to work during the ceremony. Then, she and the others are sent away by some guards who kept looking at them weirdly.
She and the others did not talk to each other all throughout the journey, not that she minded. She has not been communicating with another human in a very, very long time that she thinks she probably has forgotten how to.
They walk for very long until they are stopped in front of a very grand door. It's the only door in the entire long corridor. She and the other four queue up in front of the door. She stands the last in linr. When the guard knocks on the door, he sends the first girl in once he hears a reply.
She notes that none of the girls who went in ever came out. She can't hear anything, the room is probably sound proof. Each one goes in for about 20 to 30 minutes and by the time the girl in front of her is sent in, she is beyond nervous.
She thought to herself- it can't be that bad right? They were bathed and dressed up so nicely, with perfect make up and amazing hairdo and they were also sprayed with perfume. They're not going to be sent into a room with a monster or something, right?
The door opens, and she fidgets nervously as she goes in. The moment she steps in, the door behind her closes and she freezes. Nothing will ever prepares her for what she sees right this moment.
It's the Queen's lair. She is sure of it.
She sees some maid dragging the previous girl out from the other door. Her palm sweats and a thousand thoughts cross her mind. She adverts her eyes, she doesn't want to think about whether the girl is dead or not .Though the girl is smiling like she's high or something.
The next thing she sees in the middle of the big room is a huge four poster bed with blood rose satin sheets and curtains, roses on the floor and scented candles everywhere. But most of all, a very, very beautiful, very naked woman looking at her. She has long, curly chocolate brown hair, round and firm breasts and a toned navel that leads to a very curvy hips. She forces her eyes to not linger on the wet center. She quickly adverts her eyes back to the face, though the colour of the eyes startled her. The queen's eyes are shining ethereal blue, she is licking her lips and looking at her like a predator would look at its prey. Hungry. She shivers under her glance, it's making her feel all kinds of feelings that she has never felt before.
'Hmmm, among all of every human I've tasted before, you look the most delicious. ' A low and husky voice that literally dripped of sex brought her every attention and made her mind thought a lot of inappropriate things. She gulps and opens her mouth. Nothing comes into mind, she is in overdrive. She says the only reply she can think of. She whispers:
'My Queen...'