A/N: New story time! Don't worry I haven't forgot about DFTP actually the final chapter is almost finished! and I actually don't know if I'm going to finish this or add new chapters. It was just something that came to my mind, anyway read and review maybe?
"Father I do not wish to marry Emilia" Samuel said to his father, The king of Ireshire. His father set up this arranged marriage against Samuel's will and Samuel hated that he had no say in whom he was going to be bound to for eternity. His father didn't seem to care about his needs at all. What Samuel wanted was love. Yes he was young, only 22 old, but he still wanted to be able to love. To feel like you can't be without that person, Samuel did not think he was going to get that with emilia. She arrived at court a mere week ago and already trotted herself out to a local poet. His father didn't know... But Samuel didn't care what she did. He could tell he would never love her.
"Samuel we have been through this- over and over again. We do not marry for love- but duty. It is your obligation as prince of this land to keep peace once I am gone. And you can only do that by marrying Emilia."
"But father-" Samuel tried to protest but his father cut him off.
"Samuel I have not the time for this. The merchants have brought in what they are calling 'precious cargo' which means we must be in the throne room immediately."
His father told him to follow him with the crook of his finger and like a good boy Sam did as he was told. They came inside the throne room; Where three merchants stood, holding a person with them- who had a bag over their head. The king and Samuel sat down on their respective thrones and then his father started speaking.
"What is the meaning of this?" King Dwight asked them. He called for gold and jewels, not actual human beings. Seems like he could have to get rid of these merchants as well.
"Sire... This is what you have been waiting for. You wanted an upper hand in the war against Midrith... and she is it." One of the merchants took of the bag over said she's head and revealed a girl. Not just any girl though- she was Princess Mercedes Jones of Midrith.
Sam sat back shocked as he took in her sight for the first time... His father however clapped in delight and his face grew into an evil smirk. Sam knew this was not going to end well for the princess.
"On your knees wench!" the merchant said while throwing Mercedes to the ground. She had been crying- Sam could tell... And the merchants must've hit her repeatedly because she had a bruise under her eye.
"I am no wench! I am Princess of Midrith and my father will have all of your heads once he finds out I had been captured by you tyrants." Mercedes spat. The merchants then slapped her face once more, drawing blood out of the corner of her mouth. She whimpered, and that's when the king shouted "ENOUGH!" to them.
The merchants stood back in a line as the king stood up and went over to Mercedes. He knelt down and picked her face up with his hands and she looked into his eyes with fire back in hers.
"Welcome Lady Mercedes... To court." The king said, with his voice dripping with sarcasm. He turned towards the merchants and said, "Leave us."
"But sire... Our form of payment? I mean she is the princess of the rival kingdom.. Surely we must be getting something for our troubles."
"You will be paid accordly. Now go. Before I changed my mind and have ALL of you beheaded without just cause"
The merchants heeded his warning and scurried out of the throne room, leaving Samuel, the king and the princess alone. The king just kept looking at her, before sitting back down on his throne.
Sam on the other hand never stopped looking at her. He had heard talks about her throughout the kingdom- about her obvious beauty- which he could tell wasn't a fable now and her bodice which some of his men said they'd die to get a taste of... Looking at her now Samuel was silently agreeing with them in his mind. Her breasts were full peeking out over her corset, her frame clung to the dress fitting her like a second skin. Everything made up about her around the kingdom seemed true, from her beautiful brown skin that looked soft to the touch to her full kissable lips that had Samuel wondering how they tasted. Samuel found himself thinking things he never thought about women before. No women has ever been able to completely capture his affections this way- so what was different about this princess?
"I beg of you to release me. My father will come looking for me- please." Mercedes tried to bargin.
"Stop your simple pleas. Do you think I'm an idiot? I want your father to come looking for you. He'll come here with the whole of his men only to find his sweet daughter dead... Oh and at such a ripe age. How old would you say you are?"
"I am only 18 sire. Please I beg you. All I want is peace."
"I've grown bored with you now... Goodbye Princess. GUARDS!" the guards came into the room in a hurry and the king told them to take her away. Mercedes cried and that's when Samuel did that unthinkable. He defied his father.
"Wait! No!" Samuel screamed which made the guards stop and his father look at him confused.
"Samuel what is the meaning of this?"
The king demanded an answer.
"Father I do not mean to defy you but... Killing the princess will not slove our problems with midrith. It will only expand them- humor me for a mintue father?"
His father nodded and told the guards to wait with his hand. Mercedes looked on in utter confusion as to why the kings son decided to save her life.
"The lady Mercedes can be quite useful father. If we hold her here against her will, and let Midrith know we have their kings most precious daughter... We could get king Edward to do, whatever we wish." Samuel looked at Mercedes with a gleam in his eye that she didn't quite understand. His father smiled at him and patted his shoulder for good measure.
"Samuel... You will make a great king one day..." His father started... "Still does not explain what we should do about the girl."
"Let her stay in court... Treat her like the royalty she is. You heard her father she only wants peace. Maybe if we get her on our side... We could have just that."
His father looked at Samuel like he just got a wicked idea. He called the guards to take Mercedes down to the dungeons to leave him and his son alone. For the longest he had been throwing girls at his son since his ripe age of 13... But none seemed to catch his eye. Emilia was to be his wife but he could tell Samuel did not love her- or even desire her. He was starting to lose hope until he saw the small smile Sam gave the princess before she had been carried out. So like the wicked man he was, Dwight thought of a glorious plan which could prove two things he had been questioning: was his son into men? And how could he torture his arch enemies daughter? He told Sam to sit down and they had a heart to heart.
"Samuel... You know I cherish thee... Maybe not more then your mother does, but I do... You know I am proud of you right?"
"Of course father. I know." Sam said with a smile.
"And I also know.. You would do anything for the longevity and sake of this kingdom... Correct?"
"Yes I would father anything."
"Good... I know you are all set to marry Emilia soon and I cannot be more proud of you as I am today... But I need something from you. Something to prove to me that you are worthy of my throne."
"What is it father? I would do anything for you." Samuel stated honestly.
"Tonight... I'm giving you the princess Mercedes. I want you to do as you please with her... Then report back to me in the morning."
Samuel's eyes popped out of his head... Did his father basically tell him to rape her? He wouldn't do it. He couldn't do it. He would never force himself on ANY woman. This was not happening.
"Father I... I will not." Samuel argued.
"Oh Samuel... I believe you will. Because if you do not I will disinherit you and all that you have."
"Father please... That is a cruel man's job... I won't do it... I cannot"
"She will be in your chambers tonight." His father ordered ignoring his pleas. He got up and made his way towards the door, but not before he said "Make me proud Samuel." then he left... Leaving Samuel there- angry, confused and unsure of what to do.
As Mercedes was stripped out of her clothes- down to a sheer cloth by a few hand maids she couldn't help but start to cry. If only she had listened to her father and not had gone too far into the outskirts of their land she would still be back in midrith... Back in her home, back with her father, her mother and back with Finnegan. Her guard/lover. He was a knight in her father's court and he loved her. He loved her so much he took two arrows to the chest for her. Of course Mercedes was still virtuous, but she was planning on giving it to him soon. Now... She was about to be defiled by the Prince of this land and she could do nothing to stop it. She whispered "Finnegan I'm sorry." to the nearest window as the maids finished fixing her up. The guards then took her by her arms and walked her to his room door then threw her inside. The room was dark and she could see nothing but the huge bed in the middle. Walking forward she saw feet sitting at the edge of the bed. She couldn't see his eyes but she stood before him. He didn't move or say anything. So Mercedes decided to just get this over with.
Standing before him she undid the strings on her cloth and it came undone infront of him, revealing her naked body in the moonlight.
A tear fell down her eye and she said, "Do as you please with me."