Astrid is grateful to the medic. The trip to the Summer Baths was long and every move of the carriage was extremely painful. She would have gone insane if the medic wouldn't have given her drops of a potion that made her sleep most of the time."She is a fighter." Loras stares at her almost amused under the worried look."She is, Your Majesty. I didn't expect her to recover and even on the road..." The medic answers while Astrid looks at them in silence. How boring it is to listen to a conversation and not be able to join. This is why she is so grateful to Loras. When they stop for breaks, the pain is manageable so she doesn't have to sleep. Loras stays next to her and reads her poetry so she wouldn't feel lonely. The sound of his voice is soothing and the looks on the guard's faces when they see their king reading poetry to a slave are priceless.Astrid sees the sun almost lost under the trees. Evening. When she last fell asleep it was only noon.She stares at the window and then at
What a blessing and a curse to be confined in a dark, wet cave with the king.Most of the time he is semi-naked and protests when Astrid asks him to put on some clothes. Her argument is that it's inappropriate, his argument is that she is his woman. His argument is better, but truly, she can't tell him that the real reason she wants him to put something on is that she isn’t constantly drooling after him.Well, an option is not to look, but she realized fast enough she can't..."Aren't you cold?" She tries again."No." He answers, containing a smile, as he always does."How about...?""No."She is done! If he's going to play this game, no reason for her not to win.She strips down and throws her dress on the ground. He gives her a curious look, but says nothing.For the next hour, she just walks around, naked as the day she was born, and enjoys seeing him covering his hardened manhood. She expected this to be harder, as she is not the type that is comfortable sitting like this, even if
The weather is warm, so when Loras rips her dress off, Astrid doesn't feel cold. No, the burning pleasure of his every touch makes her body burst into flames of pleasure. He kisses her neck, with his teeth, gently nibbling her soft skin. His hands explore her exposed chest, making her moan when he rolls his thumb over her nipples again. Then one hand goes down slowly, touching her belly, her hips, then grabbing her ass. Her breaths are starting to get shorter and shorter. And when his hand touches the soft skin in between her tights, she screams.The sensation was so sudden, so electrifying. She never felt anything like this before.Astrid looks at Loras. He moved his hand, grabbing her ass and pulling her closer to him. She gasps for air, wanting to say something. To beg him to stop or to continue, she is unsure herself."Shh..." He whispers in her ear, covering her mouth. "There's no one to hear you here. Only I exist for you."When she was about to protest, she takes a big breath.
"Under no circumstances!" Astrid protests."It wasn't a question. I said you will join me." Loras says already exasperated."Or what?"Loras gets closer, trapping Astrid in between his body and the wall."Or else I will tie you up to my bed and have you over and over again, not once giving you the satisfaction to finish. Until you beg me to end your misery. Until you agree with my every word." He says in her ear, with his typical arrogant smirk on his face.And it's truly, not the threat itself that makes Astrid agree, but that sparkle of excitement in his eyes that makes her believe he wants her to say no."Fine." She looks away, as her face gets red. "But I don't want to talk to him.""He's not allowed to address a member of my harem first, so if you don't initiate, he won't either."Sirius, The Lord of the South. One of the bastards that thinks it's okay to drag people out of their homes, murder their families and send them as "gifts" like they are some objects you can play with.A
"Your Majesty... It's inappropriate for a slave to give punishments to the lords..." Lord Sirius says. This man can't keep his mouth closed to save his life."What is even more inappropriate, Lord Sirius is the blatant disrespect for my orders that you showed. And because of it, because you seem to not care about respecting the rules, the rules won't be applied to you. The slave will decide." Loras responds and his voice leaves no room for arguing.Lord Sirius looks at Astrid with a mixture of fear and disgust and she realizes that no matter what she wears or what she'll become, in his eyes, she will always be below him.Astrid clears her voice. She would like to teach him a lesson, to pretend for a moment that she can change his mind by showing him how it feels like to be powerless, at the mercy of someone that doesn't care about your screams. But it would be pointless as people like him could never understand."I know, my lord that most of your money comes from slave trading. The wo
Loras takes his sword out and pushes Astrid behind him."Show yourself!" He shouts in the direction of the bushes."They asked for help!" Astrid takes a step forward, but he stops her."With so many people around searching for the witch, thieves might be lurking around, too. They use this type of thing to lure victims into an isolated area and rob them." Loras explains as he slowly approaches the bushes."So do we just ignore it?""Does it look like I'm ignoring it?"Fair point, but if someone is hurt, they don't have time for being cautious."Loras!"He pushes the leaves away with the sword. Behind the bushes, there's an old lady laying on the ground."Help me!" She begs.Astrid rushes to her as Loras looks around. But the fabric that binds the two together is too short for her to reach the woman."Loras! There is no one around!" Astrid insists and after he takes one more look around and sniffs the air, he puts his sword down."Madam, are you alright?" He asks, kneeling down next to
A while ago she wished, like any naive, young girl to find love, to build a happy family like the one she saw her parents had. Then, when they died, she wished she could die and join them. Then she wanted Loras. But now? There isn't much she isn't contempt with. Of course, she could ask Lanna to forgive her. Ask to know who wants to kill her. But if you have a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make a wish in front of the witch that so few have the luck to meet... she feels like she doesn't have an important enough wish for such a chance."I don't know..." She answers sincerely.The witch doesn't seem surprised."You are not the first one. But don't worry, you will not lose your chance. When you have your wish, come find me.""How will I find you again?" Astrid asks."When your heart will find your wish, call my name and I will guide you." She answers.They hear some people coming and the witch rushes to say her goodbyes and vanishes yet again, leaving Astrid and Loras alone in the dar
"Back to the dungeon with you!" the guard that drags Lanna says with a cruel smile."Such a waste though. She has a nice body." The other answer looking at Lanna up and down before his partner smacks his head."Don't be stupid boy, punishment or no punishment she is the king's woman. Those kinds of words will get you killed.""Come on! She will be exiled anyway, who will care or know if I have my way with her. I certainly will feel like a king."They both laugh as Lanna looks at them with pure terror in her eyes."Pl...please... I swear! I did nothing! I didn't hit her that bad! Please!" Lanna begs.One of them threatens her with something, but Astrid is too overwhelmed to hear. She looks at Loras again, searching for answers in his cold expression."Should I give you my crown too?" He asks the younger guard, the one who was still looking at Lanna in a disgusting way.The guards freeze when they hear the sound of his voice coming from behind them. They don't even there to turn around