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Author's Note: Thank you for such a great response. i hope to see the same in the upcoming chapters. Some have asked about the timings of the story. To clear them, I have set this story in past as slavery in banned in this century.
_oOo_ Christian's Reward _oOo_
May 14, 1891
Hayton Castle
The City of Oakmoor, Capital of Terras
Anastasia Steele-
We had travelled from dawn to dusk and all the time I was with the king on his horse. He was a swift rider, not only controlling the galloping horse but protecting me from falling.
His hand was around my waist and I was enjoying his touch.
I felt from time to time he looked at me, too. I was also a bit nervous. This was my first!
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We arrived at the exquisitely elegant Great Hayton Caste located in the City of Oakmoor, which was capital of Terras. We entered an elegantly embellished entrance guarded by the king's men. The castle occupied the heart of a fragrant park, aromatic with blooming flowers. The colored birds perched on the twigs were uttering melodious songs.
In the front of the great palace, a pretty fountain sprinkling its dizzy shower. Soon afterwards, we entered the majestic building. The great hall was magnificent with chandeliers and red carpets. "What a life of luxury and opulence he lives!" I thought.
For anyone this would be awe-inspiring but I seemed to the least interested.
Suddenly, I heard him speak, "What is your name, slave?"
My parents kept my name Anastasia but it sucks. I thought for a while and replied, "Ana." He was not pleased.
He moved near me, pinned me to the wall and cupping my face, he said, "Look slave, I don't like people who keep me waiting. Always do whatever I say without questioning. Be good and I'll be gentle, be bad and you will think that you might have never been born. Understand?"
"Y-yyes, master." I answered.
"Ivy! Ivyyyyyyyyyy." He was yelling the name.
Some women came and bowed low to him, "Yes your majesty!"
"Show Ana her room. She'll be staying in the last room upstairs. Give her a bath and then food." He ordered and the lady bowed, again. "Yes your majesty!"
Then, I followed Ivy on my heels, hoping not to angry my master again.
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"In here!" Ivy spoke. "This will be your room." She opened the door and allowed me to enter first. What I could see was a large bed dominating the room with finest curtains, bed-sheets and furniture. In one corner was a dressing-table with a chair. The window opened in the garden with beautiful flowers.
"Get bathed and then you'll be allowed to eat." The woman said as she led me to the bathroom. I smiled as I slipped in the water and let all me tiredness fade away slowly. The dirt on my body was removed and I felt relived.
I dried myself and a semi-transparent long tale V-neck shaped nightgown was brought for me. As I sat in front of the mirror to comb my hair. The comb was embellished with jewels and rubies. I kept staring it.
"Please the king to get more of these." The woman smiled but I was scared. 'Please him' what I wanted was to run far away and find my parents and my fellows which I couldn't.
Two servants brought the food and served it. My stomach was so hungry that I laterally stuffed the food in my mouth. The woman seemed displeased. "The king will be here soon. Try not to offend him with your table manners." Saying this she left.
I continued eating till last bite. As I was licking the tomato sauce off my fingers, I noticed someone's presence in my room. It was the king! What his name was…Oh Christian, yeah Christian, I heard his general saying him that.
"Forgive me your highness, I didn't heard you come." I said as I stood up and bowed to him. He took small steps towards me, his eyes were exploring my body through the semi-transparent material. I felt uneasy but I could no nothing.
He leaned forward and kissed my lips while I stood like a statue there. "Respond!" he commanded and I joined him in the kiss. He explored my mouth with his tongue and kept doing until he was satisfied. He pushed me on the bed, adjusting himself in between my thies, he entered me deep.
I let a scream out of my mouth. "Shush….It will be over soon!" he said as he continued his pleasure! I tried to drift my mind somewhere else. My parents, yes I thought about them. Our happy times together and my friends with whom I spent my childhood days playing.
"This will be over Ana. Soon!" I kept thinking and then I heard a lady's voice.
"I wanted to see her before you get started with her Christian!" She said leaning by the door. I was embraced because I was naked and a woman saw me while I was doing …. Sex.
Christian let go off me and I pulled the white sheet around my body to cover my nakedness. I turned full red. Christian pulled on his pants and the woman came to him.
Christian Trevelyan Grey Terras VII-
I was busy with my reward when Elena interrupted me. I was pissed off but I didn't say anything. I just wanted her to go away so I could enjoy myself. She came to me and tried to kiss me. I had to respond her unwillingly. God, I hate her! I saw Ana's facial expressions changed, watching me following orders.
"Don't be so rude Christian! I'm and your mother." She said sarcastically. Again, Ana was shocked. Oh Ana! I wish I could tell you but you're my slave. I can't!
I corrected her, "You're my father's third wife. My mother was the Grace Trevelyan Grey, the princess of Ivaris and the queen of Terras."
"Angry!" she smiled at me. I thinks she enjoy making me angry. I ignored her. She walked past me and went to Ana. She tilted her face right and then left. "She's beautiful. How much?" she asked.
"Two hundred gold coins!" I had to reply otherwise my father would punish me. He loved that bitch so much. Elena had casted some spell on my father. He had become a puppet with string controlled by Elena. I remembered when for the first time my father punished me because of that ugly bitch.
My father was off to our neighboring tertiary on the invitation of the King of Nydendassa. On his return, the bitch accompanied her. I hated her since the first time. She was third wife of Carrick Trevelyan Grey Terras VI.
It was her second week in the palace. One day, when my father was on archery practice, she called me in her room. I, reluctantly, went to her room. As I stepped in her room, she pulled me on her bed.
"Leave me!" I yelled.
I could have easily freed myself but I didn't want to hurt her. "Oh Christian! You are so … hot!" she said seductively.
Elena tried to kiss me and that was enough. I pushed her away and tried to go. "You'll have to pay for this, you brat!" she hissed. I should have taken that warning for real.
She torn her sleeves. "What are you doing?" I jittered.
I said, "Stop!" She then took the knife and made a slight cut on her wrist. "Please stop!" I pleaded but she continued. I stepped towards her and took the knife off her hands.
"Call for the king, now!" She yelled and the guards outside the closed doors moved. I was … frightened!
"Please…." I don't know what I begged for but I did. My father entered the room and Elena changed her colors like a Chameleon.
"Carrick, Carrick." She ran towards him. "I-I II tried to show Christian that I could give her the mother's love and he…" she pointed at the torn sleeve and the cuts. False tears were already shading her eyes.
I saw anger in my father's eyes. I was standing there trying to calculate what had just happened. First that bitch tried to seduce me, I refused, she harmed herself and now she is telling my father that I tried to … rape her? I knew I was in really great trouble.
My father was hugging Elena and I saw her as she stealthily winked at me. I was frightened because I knew dad's anger.
I, instantly, went on my knees and said, "I am sorry father." But it was too late. "You are in big trouble Christian. You'll be punished for this uncivilized act. This might remind you what a mother's place is." My father ordered.
To be Continued...