Thread: An Arranged Marriage (Google)

He should have known that she wouldn't understand what he meant about the collar, there weren't any married women in the area for her to see as an example of what he meant about a collar. In Cthonia the idea of a wedding ring or an arm band wasn't how a woman showed that she was married like it was done in the home land of his soon to be bride and many others. Instead a much more prominent symbol was used and something that would be much harder to remove, a collar of precious metal locked into place around the neck. It was something that couldn't be hidden, something that could not be removed by a woman who was looking to have a fling with another man. Konrad would admit that it lacked the elegance of other symbolic signs of ownership but he liked how simple it was, how it conveyed to anyone who saw it that the one who wore it was very much off limits. He looked down at her, a little surprised that she had found the voice to object even slightly to the fact that he intended to have her before they were married but more then just shock showed through his face, there was amusement there as well. Did she really think that she had a single bit of influence upon how this would happen. Konrad was more then a King, he was the absolute authority of his people, whatever he desired he would have in a single instant, should he want to strip her naked in the street and have her there on the ground like a wild animal she would not be able to do a single thing to stop it, his men would close up around them, forming ranks and facing outward so that no one would lay a single eye upon the naked form of his bride to be. Of course maybe his people should see her, maybe this girl needed to be taught a bit of humility before she carried on with her spoiled princess act and got under his skin with it. Why would I wait for something as simple as a marriage to be complete before I discover the hidden pleasures of your body? He asked with a chuckle as he continued to drag her through the streets, people quickly clearing a path for him and several of them shouting his name in the hopes of gaining the attention and favor of the king. They were all ignored though, on any other day he might deign to notice a few of them and perhaps listen to whatever they had to say but at that moment he had something more important that he needed to do. Do you assume that I am some dishonorable brigand who would force himself upon you, rob you of your innocence and then cast you away? Several of his guards who understood the basics of the language chuckled at the thought. Honestly princess I am insulted. He hissed as he stopped moving and pulled her close to him again, anger flashing in his eyes along with the amusement. But I will show you a bit of mercy, in Cthonia a woman has the right to deny her husband the use of her body but only if she has strength to keep him from taking what he wants. Reaching out for her he grasped the front of her dress and pulled it down rather sharply, tearing it from her body and raising it to his face where he inhaled deeply, savoring her scent which was so much more delicate then the woman of Cthonia which was to be expected. If you don't want to have you all for myself I would suggest you stop whinging like a child and do something about it. He mocked her, if she was going to speak his language then so would he. Now either fight or continue to follow me like a good little girl. The sight of her body, though young and girlish was inflaming his passions, awaking more desire with him then he had known for quite some time and he was eager to get her into his chambers and onto his bed where she belonged.