It had been 3 weeks since Diana and the two men had escaped the castle. She was now living in Brightwall. She had some tasks to do there, but was finding it all very hard to concentrate.
"Diana!"
The princess snapped back to reality. She looked up. There in front of her was a tall man. Very handsome, he had combed back brown hair and brown eyes. He looked very wealthy. Diana knew he wasn't though.
"What do you want Vincent?" she asked.
Vincent sat beside her on the bench in front of the old library.
"You know what I want kitten," he said, placing his hand on her inner thigh.
"Get lost," she replied, standing up.
Vincent, a married man, was tired of his wife. So to entertain himself, he set his eyes on the wealthy and beautiful princess. He knew he would soon brake her.
Vincent reminded Diana a lot of Logan. They were both cruel to the people, didn't care about much things, and would walk all over Diana. Except unlike Logan, Diana grew to hate Vincent with a passion.
"Oh my sweet," he said standing up. "I just want to have a little fun."
He grabbed her by her waist from behind and pulled her to him. Her back was now pressed up against his chest.
"Wilma will never know," he whispered in her ear.
"I said leave me alone," she pushed his arms off of her.
She went to turn around to yell at him some more, but as she turned to face him, she was taken back by a surprise. He kissed her. Wrapping his arms around his tiny waist, he pressed against her. She could feel his penis erecting in his pants. She tried to squirm out of the grasp, but he was stronger than her. Now's when Diana had wished she had focused more on mele combat than will. He brought his face away from hers.
"Now I have a small house hidden away for us," he said, picking up the girl.
He was grinning, but she certainly was not. She began to hit his chest as he walked with her in his arms.
"Looks like the lady doesn't like that sir."
He turned around. Behind them were two soldiers, putting their muskets at Vincent. He knew he couldn't fight them, so he lowered Diana. Once her feet touched the ground, she ran over to the guards.
"You alright Ma'am?" one asked her.
"Yes," she thanked the men. "Thank you."
"Now you," said the other, pointing at Vincent. "Leave now!"
Vincent complied and walked away. He was disappointed he didn't get his kitten. But he would get her someday.
"Are you new in town?" asked the guard to Diana.
"Yes," she answered. "I'm traveling."
The guards looked confused.
"A small girl like you traveling? That's dangerous."
She grew tried of people saying this. The only reason why she couldn't fight off Vincent was because she could kill him. But she could hold herself in a battle when using her powers. But instead of being rude, she just smiled.
"Thank you for your concern," she said.
"Oh I am Gerald and this is Rob. If you need any help, just give us a call Miss..." he paused, not knowing her name.
"Diana," she answered.
"Miss Diana," Gerald finished himself.
Rob's eyes grew bigger and he pulled his friend aside.
"The missing princess," he whispered.
"What?" Gerald asked confused.
"This Diana is the missing princess," he explained. "I once saw her a few years ago when I worked in the castle. That's her."
The two guards looked back at the now confused girl. They nodded to each other. Each grabbed one of Diana's arms.
"Please come this way Miss Diana," said Gerald.
They began to lead the princess to the guard's post.
"Why?" asked Diana.
"Please Princess, we don't want any trouble," whispered Rob.
Diana gasped. How stupid was she to use her real name to royal guards? Fuck! She struggled, but to no avail. These were trained guards, and she was just a spoiled princess. She was placed in an empty bedroom.
"You will stay in here until one of your family members comes to retrieve you. Until than we will hold your weapons," said Gerald.
They took everything from her gauntlet to her sword.
"No," cried Diana, falling on the bed.
Her journey had only started. She needed to continue. she couldn't just leave Walter and Jasper to do it themselves.
"What did I do?" she asked herself, laying on the bed.
Her eyes slowly fluttered open.
"She's awake. Leave us!"
Diana sat up. Confused by what was happening. Then she remembered. She had been discovered. She looked around the room and almost began to cry. there was Logan.
"Thought you could leave me?" he said.
He was sitting by the bed. He reach his hand to her soft face and caressed her cheek. His face was soft.
"Why did you leave me?" he asked.
Diana stared at him.
"Because someone needs to stop you before you destroy everything," she said.
Angry washed over Logan's face. SMACK! His hand that once was caressing her beautiful cheek, whipped across her face, leaving a bright red hand mark.
"I am not the one destroying anything!" he shouted. "How dare you insult me like that!"
He grabbed her by her forearm and pulled her to her feet. He stared into her eyes. Diana held back the tears.
"I am taking you back to the castle. There after you watch Elliot, along with the old fart Walter and the bulter Jasper, die, you will be locked away, forever blocked from the outside world!" he said.
He began to pull her towards the door.
"No!" she screamed, pulling away.
She got out of his grip. Tears were streaming down her red face.
"Don't you touch me!" she screamed. "Don't you look at me! Don't you speak to me! I hate you! I will never forgive you after what I have seen! You ARE the one destorying Albion, one insane law at a time!"
Logan stood there in shock. His innocent little sister was standing there shouting at him. What had happened to her sweetness towards him?
"This is all their fault," he mumbled, grabbing Diana's hand tightly.
She screamed in pain, but he ignored it. He pulled her out the post and threw her into the carriage.
"We are leaving for Bowerstone pronto," he ordered. "And also find those traitors, Walter and Jasper."
Diana laid on one side of the carriage, in pain. Logan sat on the other side staring at her body. Once they started moving, Logan picked up her limp body and placed her on his lap.
"I loved you," he whispered. "But you betrayed me."
He stroked her hair. Diana cringed as his hand began to pull her scalp.
"You need to be punished," he said.
He threw her to the narrow floor and sat on her back. He grabbed her long, beautiful brown hair and his dagger.
"The guards told me they found you with another man. That he touched this hair," he said.
And with one mightly swoop, he sliced off her long locks. Her hair now instead of ending at her butt, stopped just short of her shoulders. She cried. Not at the loss of her hair, but at the torture Logan was doing.
"You better be glad I didn't shave it off," he said, standing up as far as one could in a covered carriage.
He flipped her over so now her back lay on the floor of the carriage. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, with one hand. Then with the other hand, he began to rip off her clothing.
"Stop!" she cried. "You're my brother."
He stopped. He leaned close into her face.
"What did I tell you 16 years ago?" he whispered. "I am not your brother."
He ripped off her shirt revealing her plump breasts. Logan stared at the spectical. He then ripped off the rest of clothes leaving her naked underneath him.
"I am your one and only lover," he said, kissing her neck.
"No," she whimpered.
He stretched his hang down her inner thigh. She gasped as he began massaging her.
"Ah-ah-ah," she said.
Logan's lips press up against one of her breasts. He bit her flesh.
"Stop!" she cried.
He raised his face.
"This is your punishment," he said, shaking his head. "Will you ever go against me again?"
Diana shook her head.
"Please stop," she cried.
"Say it," demanded Logan.
"I will never go against you Logan, I promise," she cried.
"And will you ever let another man touch you again?"
"No," she cried. "You will be the only one." She stuttered the last part.
"Good," he said, kissing her on the lips. "And I shall finish it off so that you will always be mine."
Creepy, I know. But it won't end with a Princess/Logan. I am not a "Oh Incest is sooooooooooo Sexy!" person. Please note Diana does not willingly consent to Logan.
