I placed the goblet of wine on the tray once it was empty. It was not easy for me to accept the fact that it had been a long time since I had food this good. This kind of food was only offered to the privileged ones, the ones who were in the good graces of the Lord.
“Would you like to eat anything else?” Lord Bancroft asked. He had discarded his robes and jewels a while ago, making him look like a man of high status but not exactly the King. The power surrounding him could still be seen, which was something I needed to be cautious about.
I shook my head. “No, my Lord. There is nothing else I would like to eat. I am grateful to you for providing me with such good food.” It was a complete contrast to what I expected him to do once we came to Sodora. Why was he not punishing me?
“Good. You have gotten weaker during the past month.” He cupped the side of my face and the tender way he looked at me had my heart clenching. How could he affect me so much with just his eyes? “I will make sure you regain your strength here.”
I did not know what to say to him. It was true that I was angry with him for treating me in such a cruel manner but right now, in this place, I just wanted him to hold me. Good God there was something truly wrong with me. I should not be considering such thoughts, I had to seek vengeance.
“Mayhap it is time for you to get some rest now. We have much to discuss come morning.” He placed his hand just above my bosom and gently pushed me down until I was lying on the bed. “Close your eyes, my beautiful rose.” He caressed the length of my neck, causing my eyes to feel heavy all of a sudden.
“A—Are you going somewhere, my Lord?” I asked even as a yawn stole my last words. His hands worked magic on my body; his touch providing me peace which I did not expect from him.
“I am going nowhere, my fiery nymph. The last time I turned my back on you, you fled. I will not let that happen again,” he stated before kissing me with barely restrained passion. I was not sure if it was due to the lack of strength in my body or the absence of the voice of reason in my mind but I opened up to Lord Bancroft and allowed him to kiss me in whatever way he desired. I was sure that I was behaving in such a peculiar manner because I was exhausted. I knew I would go back to thirsting for his blood once the sun rose, but for now I couldn’t—I didn’t—resist the pleasant onslaught of sensations which he invoked in me.
“Fleeing is no longer an option,” I muttered as I felt slumber approaching me.
“I am pleased to know that you understand your new circumstances, my dear rose,” he whispered. “Go to sleep now.” I felt him leave only for him to join me in bed after a minute. He wasted no time in pulling me to him, placing my head on his chest.
“I have you now and there is no way I am ever letting you go.” These were the last words I heard before I fell into the abyss of slumber, finding peace in the arms of the man who was responsible for my pain.
My eyes opened to see the sun about to rise. I had never seen the sun rise before, mayhap today I could see it.
Without waiting another minute, I tried to get out of King Bancroft’s embrace, only it proved to be difficult. His arms were banded around me, making it impossible for me to get out. Even when he was fast asleep he refused to let go of me. Why did he have so much power?
However, I did not give up. I tried to pry his arm away but it felt like moving the trunk of the tree. Was this how my life was going to be like, waiting for Bancroft to wake up so I could do what I desired?
“I know you are awake, rose.” I froze upon hearing his voice in my ear. I never thought I would spend my life waking up in the arms of a King. I was nothing but a common whore in Quopia so these kind of thoughts were akin to an impossible fantasy for me.
“My Lord, the sun is about to rise,” I said, eager to see the beauty of nature once again.
“My sun already rose,” he muttered before turning me around to face him. His green eyes captured me, holding me prisoner as his fingers caressed my face.
“Whatever do you mean, my Lord?” I enquired.
Lord Bancroft gave me a gentle smile, one that melted my heart. “For me the sun rises when you open your eyes and sets when you close them, my beautiful nymph.”
My cheeks heated after listening to his words. Surely he did not mean such a thing. Why would a King value me as such? He was the same man who punished me severely for defying him.
King Bancroft’s behavior had taken on a drastic turn since the moment we arrived in Sodora and I did not understand why. Did he have an ulterior motive? If so, then what was it? And if not, then why was he being so sweet?
“My Lord, I—I wish to see the sun rise. I have never seen it,” I said, quickly changing the subject. This King who was kind and gentle was not one I could think around clearly. But the other one, the one who thought about punishing me, he was the one I could think around rationally.
“If it is what you wish, then it shall be,” he stated before sitting up and gesturing for me to do the same. I did as he said and sat up, which gave me the perfect view from the window.
My eyes widened when I saw the sun slowly rising, going higher and higher, its face being revealed as if it were a temptress, revealing her beauty to all the hungry eyes with every passing second. The sky changed colors as the sun slowly unfurled its wings, and shining with all its glory.
“It will get brighter as the day goes on,” Lord Bancroft said, kissing the column of my neck, igniting strange emotions and sensations in me.
I couldn’t help but close my eyes as King Bancroft continued to kiss and suck on the skin of my neck. Every kiss that touched me lit up a part of me that had been lying dormant for God knows how long. What was he doing to me? How could he make me feel such pleasure with just a touch of his lips?
“My Lord,” I breathed, relishing in the pleasure which he was showering me with.
“Yes, my beautiful rose?” He murmured before kissing me just above my bosom. His arm snaked down and pushed my dress up. I gasped when he touched me, his fingers brushing over the most intimate parts of my body. A sudden rush of pleasure exploded inside me, setting my soul on fire, making me yearn for the heat.
“Wh—What are you—“ I was unable to finish my sentence as he touched me, running his fingers up and down, inside and out before pushing a lone finger inside me.
“How do you feel, little nymph? Do you feel the pleasure?” He questioned before withdrawing his finger and plunging it back in, my body accepting the intrusion with open arms.
“I—I…My Lo—Lord.” I couldn’t answer him. I did not wish to answer him; all I wanted to do was bathe in the pleasure he was inflicting on my body. He slowly added another finger, stretching me in ways no man had every done. Yes, I was a common whore who lived her life in a harem, where men came solely for their pleasure. No man had ever considered to please the woman. This was the first time I had been pleasured in such a manner by a man.
As Lord Bancroft continued to move his fingers in and out of me, a strange sensation begun building inside of me. It felt like I was slowly being pushed towards something. I did not know what it was but all I knew was that I wanted to get there, I needed to get there.
With his fingers working their magic, I found myself climbing to reach the peak. With every stroke, I climbed just a little higher; every kiss pushed me that much harder until I reached the top.
And then I exploded.
Pleasure sparkled like a thousand stars in front of my eyes as wave after wave of carnal bliss washed over me. I drowned in ecstasy, relishing the feel of Lord Bancroft’s fingers inside me. I had never felt this way before and I was not sure if Lord Bancroft would inflict such heavenly pleasure on me ever again. But this was one thing I wanted him to give me. What would he say if I asked him for more? Would he consider me greedy?
King Bancroft kissed me with ardor as he pulled his fingers out and stroked the inside of my thighs. I squirmed and tried to pull away because his fingers on my skin were making my head spin. But he held me tight and took liberties with my body that I couldn’t stop him from.
“You are the most beautiful woman in the entire world,” he murmured before kissing me once again, this time pushing his tongue in my mouth and exploring the dark crevices which no man had dared to explore. I never knew a King would make me feel in such a way. His words awoke something strange in me, something I was unable to name, but it had woken up and I knew it was going to change me in ways I had never expected.
When he finally pulled away, I found myself lying flat on my back with Lord Bancroft’s face hovering over me. I never realized when he pushed me back down. He smiled, the same beautiful smile which I was coming to love as he stroked my face.
“Wh—What did you do to me?” I dared to ask, forcing myself to look in his eyes, even though they had the power to destroy me.
“Did you enjoy it?” He enquired instead of answering me.
I could feel my cheeks burning as I thought about his question. It was a known fact that I had enjoyed every bit of what he did to me. Should I tell him that I would like to experience more of the pleasure? No, he would think of me as a wanton whore. I should keep my desires to myself.
“That is not the answer to my question, my fiery nymph,” he said.
“That is not the answer to mine either, my Lord.” Mayhap coming to Sodora had been good for me as I was able to speak up to Lord Bancroft without having to be afraid of him punishing me.
“You shall have your answer as soon as you give me mine.” I knew he would not answer me until I told him. But, no matter what he thought of me, I could not lie to him about how I felt. No man had ever made me feel this way and I was hoping this beautiful King might.
“Y—Yes, my Lord. I did.” I looked away as I spoke the truth, feeling my face heat up once again.
He kissed my forehead. “I am pleased to hear it because my intentions were to give you pleasure.”
My eyes widened. “My Lord? Why would you consider pleasing me?”
He frowned as if he did not expect such a question. “And why should I not?”
“Because you claimed me. A King such as yourself should only be concerned about his pleasure. I mean, the men who visited the harem…” I stopped talking when Lord Bancroft grabbed my neck tightly, fury blazing in his eyes.
“Do not dare speak of those vile animals who dared to touch you in my absence. If you mention them, then I would not hesitate to punish in ways that will have you screaming in agony,” he warned, his words wrapping around my heart.
“Forgive me, my Lord. I did not know,” I replied, my voice soft.
“And do not compare me to those men. You are mine now and I shall treat you however I shall see fit. Do you understand?” He said.
I swallowed hard before nodding. His eyes softened and gave me a soft smile before kissing the corner of my mouth. Would he continue to switch between being cruel and being kind? Why couldn’t he choose one, as it would make it easier for me to decide how to seek revenge.
“I shall order the maid to prepare a bath for you. Then we shall have breakfast together. In the mean time I shall address the entire Kingdom and give them the news of your arrival.” His smile widened. “It is a time for celebration, my beautiful nymph, and the whole Kingdom shall join us in our festivities.”
“I thought you said everybody already knew about my arrival. Why must you tell them again?” I queried, sitting up as soon as he released my neck.
“They may well be aware of your arrival but that does not mean a formal address is not needed. Sodora must prepare for the future.” He gazed at me with such intensity I thought I would turn to ash. “And what a beautiful future it would be.”
The only thing I was looking forward to was vengeance. King Bancroft may be responsible for giving me my first taste of pleasure but that did not mean I would forget the immense pain he inflicted on my body. The pain outweighed the pleasure and so I should make him suffer.
“How sure are you of your words, my Lord?” I asked, daring to caress his face with my fingers. Would he be foolish enough to trust me?
“As sure as I am of the fact that you belong to me, my dear rose.”
“And what if the future is not what you thought it would be?”
“It does not matter, because I shall change it however I desire…
“And no one can do anything about it.”