Thread: Sword & Shield

Huh, so even this arrogant prince had his breaking point. It just so happened that his breaking point involved being broken in half by a bunch of men. Shed have to remember this just in case he decided not to make good on his promise. Funny how he had so easily threatened to rape her only minutes ago yet when faced with the same option himself he had shed away considerably. If the prince really did become the nuisance that she thought he would then she might just have to make good on her threat. Though it might not be one of her men who had the arrogant prick bent over a table screaming. The thought itself brought a small smile to her lips though she decided to keep it to herself for now. No use showing all her cards right at this very moment. That will dofor now. She said as she looked over at him. There was no doubt in her mind that he wasnt really submitting to her and that he didnt really believe her to be who she claimed to be. Still, those were details that could be better ironed out in the privacy of her tent in the wee hours of the night. All she needed was for him to admit defeat in this very public place for the intentions to get done. Her own soldiers would hear the prince surrender to her and it would give them a needed boost to their attitude. His own man would hear it and no doubt relay it back to the other captives and hopefully serve to dampen their spirits just a bit. Keara nodded to the men signaling for them to stop. There was an obvious cry of outrage coming from her own side considering their blood lust wasnt even near filled. The captives sad attempt at a joke had only made them want to hurt him more then ever before. Yet around here her word was law and they didnt question a direct order. Grudgingly, the men grabbed Percival on both sides and started to drag him off to where the rest of the captives were held. A doctor would take a look at him to make sure he didnt die and she had no doubt that the guards would rough him up some more on the way there but at least he would escape with this life in tact. Yet for how long that would last still remained to be seen depending on what Tierian decided to do next. The rest of the men scattered to get on with their own work as she pushed him back to her tent. The day was far from over and she still had plenty planned for the prince. Once they were inside the tent the captain also waited outside as she made herself comfortable. Keara busied herself with a small fire off on the side where she had something in a pot boiling. From their vantage angle they could see it was water but what she planned to do with it was still anyones guess. Then she walked over to the other side of the room where she had a thin black box that stood ominously atop a table. Undoing the lock on the box she pulled out what appeared to be a collar like one would find on a family pet. Collar in hand she turned on him with a grin like the devil would have, as he was about to reap a soul. Unclasping it she had to reach a bit to make up for their height difference but she was finally able to secure it tightly around his neck leaving him no room to move it. It was black and sleek with only the word Bitch inscribed in silver lettering. How do you like your new necklace? She asked with a grin as she stepped back to admire her handy work. You may be a prince in your country but here you are nothing more then a worthless dog. To drive home the point she gave the collar a little tug, making sure it was firmly in place. Something you should know about it though is that it wont come off without a key which only I possess. Where said key was was a different matter entirely as long as he knew that collar wasnt coming off no matter how hard he pulled. Of course, dogs have no use for clothing either. The grin quickly spread to a smirk as she pulled out her dagger once again and held the tip right up to his throat. She slowly traced it down his flesh before coming in contact with the cloth of his shirt. With a few quick movements the shirt was torn to pieces lying on the ground at his feet. She traced the cold metal down his warm flesh and left a small trail of blood where the dagger pierced the skin. Oops. Keara said though her tone sounded anything but apologetic. Finally reaching his trousers she pulled the dagger across the seams that held the leather together until they too were lying on the floor with what was left of his shirt. Now Tierian was as naked as the day he was born like a good dog should be. Keara had every intention of humiliating and degrading him like an animal and it seemed like a good place to start would be to strip him of his outer defenses. She made no effort to hide her eyes as they traveled across his body and examined what he had to offer. Funny, with all your boasts I was expecting something more. Her tone was one of disappointment as she trailed a hand over the now exposed flesh. Truthfully, he was quite handsome and had a body that many women would throw themselves at. Yet she had no desire to add to his overly inflated ego by admitting such a thing.