"Talking"
'Thinking'
"Divinity Talking"
*Demonic Talking*
^Ancestor Talking^
Ambrose's P.O.V.
Waking up to banging on my door made me get up and get into position to attempt to escape since I'm short enough to run past whichever prince might be coming for their turn to get me to submit, but the moment the door slammed opened and revealed who it was made me tear up and run to my rescuer. My father, my rescuer, but the moment I reached him a sword went right through me, and I looked into his eyes in betrayal only to see pure hatred.
"You dear betray your empire," Father said looking at me with hatred. "You betrayed, your sister Jennette and sided with that witch, Athanasia. For that, you are sentenced to die."
'Wait!' I thought realizing. "This is a dream. You are not my father, and Jennette is not my sister. No, you are the Third Demon Prince, Prince Azzaroth!"
Looking at the imposter smile, and then laugh.
*Correct, dear little prince* Demon Prince Azzaroth said laughing. *I guess you know what my power is then.*
"Based on the room I'm in right now," I said after glancing at the room quickly. "It is bigger than when I was awake, and not only that my father wouldn't kill me for that fake sister of mine. Which means you are manipulating my dreams and turning them into nightmares"
*Hmm, that makes me curious about that Jennette girl then* Azzaroth said in deep thought. *However, you are indeed correct. I am manipulating your dreams into nightmares, and I must say watching you go into hope seeing your father, and then go into despair and betrayed after having your father kill and stab you.*
I looked back to where I was stabbed and noticed another part of this being a dream, the wound healed, and then looked back at Demon Prince Azzaroth to notice he returned to his original form.
*Well, since this is a failure* He said glaring down at me with disappointment. *I'll let you continue resting and let you know that I will not make it easy for you next time.*
Demon Prince Azzaroth left my dream after that, and I woke up. I looked around my cell and saw that I indeed woke up from the nightmare forced upon me.
Are you alight, Ames? Amar asked looking at me with concern. Ah, it must have been a demon prince, one that can control dreams, right?
'Yes,' I thought towards him. 'The Third Demon Prince, Prince Azzaroth, a drude-type demon.'
Hmm, be careful of your dreams from now on, Amar said and I nodded my head in confirmation before going back to sleep.
%Time-Skip%
The next day, the fourth demon prince, Prince Jazalas, came in his attempt to make me submit, which in a way could be seen as submission due to his demonic power; body manipulation. Demon Prince Jazalas had me do all kinds of things that were both lewd and sadistic, and not once did I fully submit to him, because all he was controlling was my body, not my mind or decisions which angered him to the point of leaving quickly after releasing me from his control.
*Next time, little prince* Prince Jazalas said growled, while I'd already stood up from where I was forced to kneel. *I'll make you suffer.*
Not long after he left the second demon prince, Prince Balran, came in with a smug look.
*Well, since the little prince showed my dear younger brother his place* He said smugly. *I'm going to reward you with a little demonstration, KNEEL ON THE GROUND.*
I felt my mind blink and found myself kneeling on the ground.
'Damn it,' I thought both scared and angry at putting my guard down slightly. 'Unlike his younger brother, the fourth demon prince, he can control people's minds.'
*Good boy* Prince Balran said smugly. *NOW CROWL TO ME.*
I tried all my might not to obey but still crawled to him. He lifted my chin with his booted foot when I reached his knees.
Don't worry, dear little Rose* He said looking down at me with his smug smile. *I'm not like my perverted brothers; No, I want you to completely submit to me before I do any of such towards you.*
He let his foot down and stepped on my hand, making a crack a little before I felt pain which made me cry out.
'I hate being a child still,' I thought tears going down my cheeks and listening to Prince Balran laugh at my pain. 'I also hate the fact that I can't access my mana.'
*Little Rose, do you want to know why you can't use your mana?* He asked after laughing, probably figuring out what I thought recently, which I hope not. *Come now, do you want to know?*
"Yes," I said quietly through grated teeth. 'This is my only chance to know why.'
*Hmm, I guess it wouldn't hurt for you to know* He said, stroking his chin and stepping off of my foot. *The Emperor, my father, when he first brought you here placed an invisible collar on you. The collar, to be exact, was created by my father after being sealed as a form of vengeance on your ancestor, and from what he told us it not only prevents the wearer from not using mana but also slowly eats at their free will. In other words, little Rose, you will submit no matter what, and this is all nothing but a game for my father to watch you suffer in your ancestor's place.*
"What?" I asked, shocked and dismayed still forced to be on my hands and knees in front of him.
*You're ancestor despite being a prisoner at a young age, a little bit older than you were when you were taken as a prisoner was the Emperor's friend with benefits if you wish to believe it or not* Prince Balran said amused at the fact, and I didn't want to believe that the ancestor who was helping escape from was the demon emperor's friend. *Well it's time for me to leave. Goodbye, little Rose.*
I held my head down and only looked up after hearing the door closed, and saw my ancestor look at the door that the demon prince left through.
"Is what he was saying true?" I asked looking at him with dismay, and started to stand up.
^Yes and no,^ He said as I stood up. ^Yes we were friends but only because I saw him as a way to escape from this hell, but no we were not intimate willingly, and by that I mean I was not willing to be intimate.^
'What happened?' I thought to him, and he looked at me with sadness.
He tried to entrap me here, despite knowing I wished to leave, Amar said. I used my divine power that was once weak in my youth to escape somewhat injuring him in the process and found myself with a tribe of an elven race.
'The elven race, the race that stayed hidden even in my first life.' I thought wondering why they didn't help out with the situation I was in.
^The tribe doesn't like being in the middle of succession or personal problems such as human war, and once they healed me from the poison that was in my body from them I researched a way to seal the demons within their very own world or a dimensional world to keep them from interfering with humans ever again.^ Amar explained smiling knowing what I might have been thinking. During my research, while hiding from the demons I found my first love and wife, Ilonka.^
A/N: Sorry for the slow update, I had some family issues that don't seem to go away. I'll try to update another chapter next week, hopefully.