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The Dark One

Chapter Four

EPOV

She was now mine. I had her in my clutches and I would never let her go. I was one carriage ride away from a night full of pleasure and there was nothing to stop me. She was scared, that was easy enough to tell, but not as scared as she should be. She had no idea how much power I had over. How fragile she was. I could break her in a moment without a second thought as to my actions. Yes I would break her spirit. She would be a docile pet that everyone would wish they had. I would be the envy of all in the world and she would be mine and only mine.

I studied her for what seemed like hours, when suddenly I felt her heart beat spike and her eyes snapped up to lock with mine.

"What are you?" She was breathless and pale; she was more beautiful in that moment than I had ever seen. I took a moment to phrase my answer, but I decided direct to the point would be best.

"Your King and your new Master." She gasped, obviously flustered and put off by my answer, but I would change that. All of her thoughts would be consumed by me. She would not do anything that would displease me; if she did she would be punished.

"No one is my master, your Majesty. Not even you." Well she has guts. It won't take long for me to break that spirit. I look forward to the first time I get to lay her over my lap and smack her lovely ass until it burns red with fire.

"Well aren't you sweet." I could not contain the smirk that graced my face. I could see the fire burning in her spirit. I was making her mad and quickly.

"Not particularly." She held my gaze, a fact that turned me on more than I could imagine it would. Oh yes, breaking her would be thrilling and orgasmic and I could not wait to begin, but the more I thought it; I could not help it but laugh.

"Yes I must say; I really did choose well. You will make an excellent wife." My smirk got bigger as her expression led to one of panic.

"Wife?" She squeaked as she said this, obviously not expecting that to be her ultimate fate. Oh yes I would enjoy molding her. That mouth of hers will quickly be trained to only be used for pleasurable practices, not questioning my actions.

"You will need a lot of training first, a lot and I can't have you so young, but I will turn you in the perfect wife, my perfect little pet." What she didn't realize was that yes I would wait for her to be a bit younger before formally claiming her as my wife to the counsel, but we would be having fun starting tonight. I was a man with needs and I was only so patient. If it was up to me I would have already claimed her in this carriage. At bare minimum I would have claimed her mouth, but I was trying to be a gentleman, plus during daylight hours I was a bit weaker and I would want to show her my full potential the first time. At this thought I looked down at her picturing her full lips wrapped around my cock. I shuddered at the thought. And then she had to ruin the moment.

"No. I will not be your pet. I will only marry someone who considers me their equal. And you, your Majesty do not see me as such. So my answer is no." She crossed her arms in front of her, pushing her already amble breasts farther up. Oh yes punishing her would be the most satisfying thing. All I want to do is spank her, but I will wait until we are home. It will be so much more pleasurable when I can tie her down and used a leather crop.

"Who said you had a choice." I stared into her eyes, pushing my influence on to her. "You will become my wife and will be a dutiful little pet. Pets please their master." Strangely enough she wasn't submitting to my glamour so I pushed harder.

"The answer is still no and please whatever you're doing stop, it's hurting my head." I grabbed her chin, pushing my influence with as much power as I could. I tighten my grip; maybe she needed to be scared to be glamoured.

"You will become my pet and you please me." I knew I was gripping her chin too hard, but right now I didn't care. I'll break her jaw if I have to. She will submit to me.

"No." She barely was able to get the word out and I feel her heart beat slowing so I let her go. She fell back into her seat, gasping for air. I cocked my head to the side. There was no way she was human. No human would have been able to with stand glamour that strong. I was one of the oldest things on this planet, not one was stronger than me.

"What are you?" My pet just became that more delectable. She wasn't entirely human, but what was she?

"Just a girl, sir. A girl who wants to go home, please." Tears began to form in her eyes, tears that caused no emotions in me. I was however, interested in licking them off her face. That thought made me smile. Tonight will be fun.

"Your home is with me now. I am King. I am your Master. And I will be your husband."

SPOV

After his declaration, the Dark One became silent again. I resumed my view of the passing trees, but somewhere along the way I must have fallen asleep. I woke up on a strange bed. The bed itself was massive, much larger than anything I've seen in the village and it was as soft as a cloud. The frame was an ornate four poster bed with sheers hanging on all sides. The feather mattress was covered in silks and furs. On the edge of the bed was a beautiful gown with a note sitting on top.

My Future Wife,

Please adorn yourself with this dress and join me for dinner. A servant is waiting outside your bedroom to draw you a bath and prepare you. Just ring the bell near the edge of your bed.

Sincerely,

Your King.

I found the bell quickly enough and within moments of ringing it the servant walked in. She was a dark skinned girl and she brought a bucket of hot water with her, as well other brings buckets as well. She introduced herself as Tara and beckoned me over the tub. She washed my body with scented soap and rinsed my hair thoroughly as well. This was definitely the most luxurious bath I ever had. She brushed and pulled at my hair, a bit too harshly at that and I yelped in pain.

"I'm sorry my Mistress. Master wanted your hair pulled back and you have such long thick hair." Tara stuttered. I couldn't understand why she was afraid of me. I was just a village girl.

"I prefer my hair down. I don't care what his Majesty wants." Tara looked shocked by my words and even more scared than before.

"But Mistress, he commanded that your hair be pulled back. If it's not then I will be punished. Please, just let me pull your hair back. Please." She all but begged me so I allowed her to continue her actions. Within no time she was finally done and I was dressed in a gown much more formal than I had ever worn. Tara passed me off to two large armored soldiers, both of whom had red angry thoughts. They led me through the winding halls of the palace to a large dining room. The table was set for only two and his Majesty occupied one of the settings already. He stood and helped me into the chair to his right and then sat back down in his own chair. A servant brought me some soup, a hearty broth with vegetables and a glass of what looked like red wine. The servant seemed to linger a little longer than needed at the table so I took a moment to read his thought.

He just needs to take one little sip and then no more king.

I gasped and couldn't believe someone was trying to kill the king. I looked over at him, he was bringing the glass to his lips; I had to act fast.

"Stop! It's poisoned!" The Dark One dropped his glass and had my neck pinned against the wall before I could blink an eye.

A/N: So what do we think so far? Are you guys still enjoying where I am going with this? And yes my Eric is a bit of an asshole…he has to be at least for a while.