CHAPTER 3
PRINCE EMERIEL.
Aekeira cried for over an hour after they left the courtroom.
At first, she had been angry, shouting at Emeriel about his foolish decision. And then, she broke down, crying as if her heart had been shattered. Now, they were left alone in a tiny room on the boat. Emeriel remained quiet throughout his sister's breakdown, the weight of his decision finally sinking in.
By the Light-gods, he was now a slave. Lower than a lowborn. Lower than a carpet servant.
And not just any slave, but a Urekai slave. Or many Urekai, Emeriel had no idea yet.
He would serve those heartless, ruthless beings who despised humans.
"You're a pretty boy; you will not lack masters to service."
A shiver coursed down Emeriel's spine. They were going to violate his body.
What he had always dreamed of would finally coming true. Only now, it wouldn't be just one beast, it would be many. As many as his master wanted.
They would spread him apart, subjecting him to that dreadful act of sex.
Emeriel swallowed the bile rising in his throat. His breath seized as panic set in.
"Breathe, Em. Come on," Aekeira appeared by his side, rubbing his back. "In... and out... come on, Em."
Aekeira's voice was gentle, soothing, giving Emeriel no choice but to follow its sound.
Aekeira continued rubbing his back. "Good girl. That's my girl."
Two Urekai came in and forced them to take an unknown pill.
that money just to kill them before they even became slaves, right? Emeriel thought as
they both dropped unconscious
......
blinked several times to adjust his vision. Rising, he walked
in Urekai land. Emeriel could
jaw on the floor was the
plenty in sight. Many females nearly matching the number
had acquired and held numerous humans captive after the
they were
weight of their labor. Some were hauling heavy loads, their muscles straining with each step, under the watchful eyes of Urekai's. Some Urekais held whips, while some held
be our
Emeriel quickly turned to his sister,
he
nodded, rubbing her eyes. "Where are we?" she asked,
Urai," Emeriel whispered, keeping his voice down so the carriage master would not
took in the huge fortress in front of them. The carriage was headed straight
place looks highly luxurious,"
luxury, but
Which begged the question...
who had purchased them? And if they weren't his and his sister's masters, then who
*******
brought into an empty room after passing numerous
shall be your quarters for
surprisingly spacious and tastefully
soldiers left, the sound of approaching footsteps reached their ears, growing closer with each passing
door swung open, and an older human woman marched in. Accompanied by a younger
in my time, but even I can hardly think of
a shame you're not the one we came for," the woman said dismissively, turning away. "Prepare her, boys. Amie, get the
to undress her. Their hands removed
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