Page 44 of The Stolen Throne

I hate him. I hate all of them. They made me care. Made me feel things I’d never felt. Cherished. Needed. Loved.

I scream again as I thump a fist against the floor of the carriage. How dare they! How fucking dare they! They are villains. But… that isn’t really how I feel. They never felt like villains even after what I saw. The only evil thing they did was steal my most precious possession.

My heart.

The problem? I don’t know if I had stolen theirs. And now, I’m not sure I’ll ever find out.

I thump my head against the floor until I can feel myself getting dizzy. I give my head one last hard thump against the carriage floor, sending myself to meet the darkness. The dark is better than the utter agony I feel with each beat of my heart.

Maybe I’ll find Rev in the dark. If so… I never want to wake up. Please. Please death, take me. Death would be a mercy at this point. Allow me this mercy.

Ididn’t die. No, unfortunately, I woke up to the smiling monster I wished to never see again. I must have done something terrible in a past life because the gods have never smiled upon me. No, only villains deserve this treatment.

He grins down as he reaches for me. “Come, Little Snowflake. I’ve missed you.”

I shake my head as I push myself against the opposite wall of the carriage. I press as close as I can, hoping to meld with the wood. To disappear.

He impatiently clicks his tongue and holds out a hand. “Now, now. You know how I hate to wait.”

Tears gather in my eyes. The one thing I promised never to do in front of this man was cry, but I can’t stop it. I choke on a sob, and he snaps out a hand, grabbing my ankle. I kick at his hand, but his grip is too tight.

He laughs. “Oh, I will love breaking you again, pet.”

He drags me out of the carriage kicking and screaming. His pace is quick as he takes me to the castle. He barges into his room and pins me on his bed. “Chain her up!” he orders.

A few of his men come into the room and circle around us. My hands are pulled, and shackles are placed on my wrists. My heart quickens when I hear the click of them locking around not only my wrists but my ankles too.

I’m positioned spread eagle as the king rises and shifts off the bed. He stares down at me with his disgusting mirrored black pits for eyes. Darkness gathers around him as he demands, “Leave me to my prize.”

I tremble as I watch his men obey, and I’m left helpless at the king’s mercy again. He licks his lips as he strips off his clothes, his cock springing to life. He grabs a knife from the floor before moving toward me again. Slipping the blade between my breasts, he wastes no time in cutting my shirt off me.

The men who dragged me here had stripped me of my armor, so I was left with only my shirt and pants. I hadn’t bothered with undergarments this morning, but I wished for them now.

He licks his lips as he cuts off my pants, leaving me completely bared before him. I shrink into the bed as his fingers caress the scars he had given me. The scars Dax had made his own.

“Your skin slices so beautifully,” he says hoarsely. He slides off the bed, looking around the room. I quickly do the same myself and find a large mirror above me as well as several others placed around the room. When my eyes find the king again, they widen, and my heart starts to race. He pulls a whip off the wall, then walks over to me. He taps it in his palm as his eyes meet mine.

“Knives are my favorite, Little Snowflake. But I have hungered for your screams ever since I heard how you screamed for my son.” The sound of glass breaking makes me look up to find the mirror above me melding into tentacles.

My wide eyes turn to him as I beg, “Please… please don’t.”

“Hmm, you beg so beautifully too. Can I make you scream and beg me to stop?” He taps the whip in his palm once more before letting it unravel. The darkness in the room flares as he pulls his arm back. “Let’s see if I can break you.”

The moment he yanks his arm back, the tentacles reach out and squeeze my breasts. Each snap of the whip against my skin makes me scream until my voice is hoarse. The king’s breathing grows heavier with each of my screams. Tears stream down my face as the tentacles caress my skin. It’s not loving or pleasurable like my men. The touch is cold and harsh as the tentacles slip between my legs. “Stop!” I beg as a hiccup slips between my lips.

He pauses for a moment, and I look down to find the head of his cock dripping with pre-cum. It looks like one simple touch will have him exploding. His chest is rapidly rising and falling, while his eyes take in the bloody mess he’s made of my body, and the tentacles in between my legs. He groans. “Beg. Beg me to stop.”

I don’t hesitate as I sob, “Please, stop!”

I watch as he runs his hand down to squeeze his cock, pumping it a few times. “I hope my son is dead,” he says as he pants with excitement, “then I’ll get to keep you.”

With one hand he’s painfully squeezing his cock as he pumps. With the other, he rears back with the whip. The moment it slices my bruised and broken body covered in welts, he roars out his release. I can’t do anything but sob while he pumps himself until he lets out a satisfied grunt. “No one here is allowed to touch that cunt, except for me. You are mine. My men had their fun with you before, but now you are my toy and mine alone.”

I cry harder when I feel his finger slip inside me. “This cunt is mine now, Little Snowflake.”

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Isit chained to the floor, feeling as though I’m in a daze. I think it's been weeks since the battle, but it is impossible to tell time here. I've been placed on the ground right next to the king’s throne, so he can keep an eye on me. I’m once again without clothes. He says it’s so he can enjoy my body. But I think it’s because he likes seeing the marks he leaves behind. He also refuses to feed me adequately. I am fed only enough to keep me alive but weak. The terror of not knowing what happened back in Wylan makes it hard to stomach food. When I do try, the food sits like lead in my stomach. I often end up vomiting after my sessions with the king anyways.

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