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Esther stood by her window, a habit she had acquired from that day. She waited by it day and night, wishing to see the magistrate walk in with her son but it never came to pass. Days had turn to weeks and weeks to months and just then….just then! The bald man walked into the palace with a frown on his face, he looked tired and worn out, was it worth it!
Esther walked out of her room in a hurry, she didn't even mind how she looked, she only ate for strength so she can await her son.
"Your majesty….we have found the prince " he said with his head bowed, he didn't want to meet the piecing red eyes of the king. He just didn't know how to bring the news to the king and queen who just entered, she looked weak and hallow, as if she would just collapse in any minute. The king held Esther close as he realized what the magistrate was speaking of, they just followed him, a far place from the land and they covered their noses when they were getting close.
The stench was overwhelming as they got off and the king frowned, he grabbed the neck of the magistrate harshly and pinned him to the nearest tree and the man screamed painfully.
"What the hell is this!" The king roared and the forest shook as a result, Esther could feel the king's pure rage from where she stood, his emotions consumed her fast enough for her to stagger, the bond was still there….still strong even after all these years.
Esther just sat on the muddy ground by what looked like a decaying flesh and what had caught her eye was the clothes, the color…..
She shook her head but then looked back when her husband didn't say anything as if what she was seeing was real and she was not daydreaming in the middle of the woods.
The DNA matched and her heart sank, tears refusing to come as she just stared at the remains, her whole being shattered with no strength left in her, it was like her body had refused to move or say anything.
"Little minion…."
Francaise frowned when her queen was not saying anything and only asking her to repeat herself over and over, the madness in her eyes since that day had not left and she had refused to talk about it.
" what did he mean by that!" She burst out all of a sudden and Francaise was at a loss, she had been trying to make her weekly reports from the brothel to her and all she got was WHAT! She tried her best to hide her frustration as she smiled at the queen, " what are you taking of my lady?" She asked and didn't receive a reply as usual and then she folded her arms on her chest as she stared at the queen's reflection in the mirror.
" like really what is up with you, Cass?" Francaise dropped the formality and turned the queen around, with seriousness and the lady stared back at Francaise. " I have known you for years now and I know it when you're disturbed or angry or even….scared " Francaise said, the last word coming out stretched and the queen frowned, she felt angry and confused but scared! That's an understatement…..
Later in the day, when the sun was nowhere and it was day for the night creatures and dark businesses. Cassandra stood at her open balcony, her hair flowed in the night breeze as well as her dark flowery dress and she opened her arms, feeling the wind move through her body and she sighed before she climbed up, her feet just at the tip like she was going to jump off and die, which she did…..
Sweetheart sat at his usual place staring at the night sky and he frowned when he saw something in the sky, at first he thought it was a night bird but then the wind came right at him and he moved away from the balcony. His body reacted feeling a threat from the sky and his nails enlongated and he stood his ground only for his eyes to widen upon seeing Cassandra hovering just feet's away from the railing.
Her arms were folded on her chest and what mesmerized him most were the bat-like wings that flapped behind her and she grinned, like asking him what he thought about the view.
" So you see…I'm no minion of yours, darling!" She exclaimed suddenly with a clap and the boy just stared at her. She landed in the balcony, her wings squeezed in before pushing back into her back and she groaned before laughing like a maniac.
She stood in front of him, realizing that the boy was growing taller than she was and smiled, tracing his face with her long nails and he refused to look at her even as she continued. " just be mine darling…..be my little minion rather! How about that?" She asked him after grabbing his chin like he had no say than to be hers.
The following days became difficult for him since he was brought out of his room and shown to the whole brothel on a feast night, he was trained and punished in an unthinkable way when he made mistakes or if anyone complained of his services. He had learned to survive just by pleasing those rich ladies that didn't seem to get enough of him.
He became popular on the market for years within and outside Cassi Gan and many came to the brothel just to see the beautiful male escort and probably spend time with him in his bed. Even though he didn't say anything Cassandra still had chains around his left ankle made of silver dipped in holy water and was long enough to get him to the entrance of the brothel and then that was it.
Zoe stood at the entrance as she licked her lips unconsciously and her eyes clouded as she stared and her heart pounded in her chest like she was a human either scared or anticipating and her red eyes held jealously as her mouth parted slightly and she froze when his gaze landed on her. He didn't look like he was enjoying what he was doing yet he didn't stop pounding heavily and roughly into the slim frame beneath him.
The girl looked like she was going to die yet her hands went to touch the balls and he groaned in disapproval, he grabbed her arms and pinned it above her head while thrusting deep into her earning a scream filled moan from her and his eyes went back to Zoe who shivered at the rate and impact of his landings, his eyes darker than usual and his energy doubled even as he used up.
He bent over the girl, finally smiling at her destroyed figure and she smiled back before she shivered when he slapped her throbbing clit slightly while he still pounded and she screamed loudly and squirted uncontrollably before he pulled out of her.
" Want another round, I could destroy you even more…..I don't mind?" He asked the worn out lady who looked at him with a sly smile and shook her head weakly. " I felt…. good, you're stronger than the rumors " she said her hand resting on her abdomen.
" How long are you going to stand there?" His voice commanded attention and Zoe fully entered the room, her eyes refusing to look at anything but his standing shaft and he frowned his eyes asking her what changed!
It's not like he's not aware how grown he has become in the years, a decade felt like eternity for him and he he still kept a low profile. Bowing his head when was needed and using his influence at some point but nothing changed the fact that he was a slave, an escort that every woman knew and he knew them like his markings, every part of them that screamed for attention their husbands and wives couldn't give.
" The queen wants you downstairs…." Zoe trailed when she looked up at him, his eyes were still dark and there was no emotion there. " I will be there " he said and turned around heading towards the bathroom his long hair fell on his back as he kept on running his hand through it out of frustration and something else as he walked away.
He had refused to be close to Zoe since that day, it was because she was around him that was why she went through hell alongside their crazy queen, he couldn't remember details but he felt worn out and sore when he was conscious of himself.
Sweetheart sighed as the cold water rained down his body and his tensed muscles relaxed a bit, he looked down and chuckled, his member was still standing, refusing to sleep and he sucked in air when he felt the pain in his abdomen, it has always been like this…..he pleasured others without getting his feel, no one made him feel good, it was like his body refused to feel or maybe he was just a walking dead.
He walked out of his room with his chains clanking on the floor as he walked like a slave that he was, his hair was left loose and dripping wet from the shower he took and he minded his business by not staring at the ladies being fucked or the old men being given a best riding lesson and even ignored the eyes on him as he walked leisurely to the main hall and the queen smiled when she saw him. " There he is! Our main event…" she exclaimed getting attention like that .