Thread: The Prince (WolvenRogue x loneiysong)

She used to live in a simple tribe. Situated in the valley of a place that was free from castles, rules, laws, and most of all Kings. The tribe was very matriarchal. The women of the households were in charge and they ruled through equality. Everyone shared, everyone was family. Mates were chosen very carefully. No one had names. It was either brother or sister. In the morning, men would go off to hunt, while women worked the farms and the older women kept track of the children. The idea of monogomy did not exist. No one felt jealousy or pride. When a woman talked to a man, nothing was thought of it. In fact, many a time, good friends would sleep naked under the stars cuddled up for warmth. There was no shame, it was a purely innocent village. All that ended the day the hills cried smoke. She watched crouched planting a new harvest when she saw a tendril of smoke raising to the sky. It was something never seen. A few sisters and brothers went to inspect. Many thought it was the gods of earth coming to bring them joy and good tidings. The few who returned were bleeding, their hands cut off and the women raped. The village was in uphieval, what could it mean? Were the gods angry? Did they demand a sacrifice? As they laid down for sleep, horses burst through the opening and trampled several children and the shiny men on top roared and sliced off the heads off of the brothers with a shiny stick. Women were chased into huts, children killed. She didn't know what to do. Finally a shiny man came forward and raised his hand adn that was the last she knew. She had been knocked unconscious. When she awoke, she was in a cage with only a few sisters. None of the pregnant sisters were kept, the men were gone, the children were missing as well. She sat in a corner as the other sisters wept and gripped the others. Over time, the shiny men gripped a girl and sold her off. When she was expected to be taken and sold, a shiny man came forward and raised his head off. To reveal a man with a large thick beard and a leering eye. He chuckled to her. Thea! He pointed to her branding her with a name. He began to teach her a bit of english. She was not touched and barely haressed. She was fed the bare scraps. The men, began to talk of a castle and the prince. She kept her back to them realizing soon that she was immodest. She cradled her arms around her breasts shielding it. The men dragged her out one of the last days and held her down as they shaved her of all hair with the sharp of a what they called a dagger. They forced an herb into her mouth and the world melted into darkness. The knight Alamond the White, came forward into the throne room and bowed deeply. He always brought the most exotic women to fill the king's harem, but today was the prince's birthday. Prince, I have brought you a rare beauty, one that has never been behold. A pure woman. Virginal and ready to do your will. He snapped his fingers and stepped to the side as a man carried in a dazed woman. Her eyes were open, but she had obviously been drugged. Her blue eyes looked ahead. Her lips were full and begged ot be kissed. Long black hair fell down her back and her tanned body was bare of hare. Her dark tan nipples stood erect in the cold. I have called her Thea. The knight said. He moved forward and looked back at the prince. I pray she pleases the prince on his birthday. He smiled. Thea stood at a firm 5'5 and had the curves that all women of the court instantly invied.