Thread: A Royal Toy

She was bored again. The maids fidgeted with their sleeves as they watched the young woman pace back and forth muttering to herself and hoping that she didn't do anything dangerous. The Princess Nami was known far and wide over the kingdom for three things her beauty, her attitude, and her ability to cause untold amounts of havoc whenever boredom struck her. It was a residual trait from a lifetime of being pampered and spoiled by a father who would give anything to be spared the headache of her annoyance. Ever since she was little the princess had been given whatever she asked for and the world had been presented to her on a silver platter. When she was younger she had wanted to play with dolls and toys yet as she got older her taste in toys had matured as well. No longer was she interested in pretty little dolls and instead took so much more pleasure in playing with the handsome young men that her kingdom had. Thing had actually been going well for the past couple of months with the princess having fun playing with her newest toy, a young stable boy who had just come to the castle. Yet all that went to hell when she caught him with one of the kitchen maids in a very compromising situation. Brushing a strand of blond hair out of her eyes the princess finally stopped her pacing before marching out of her room and down towards the throne room. She'd see if she could guilt the king into allowing her to have another toy or buying her all sorts of jewels to make up for the annoyance of losing her old toy. The king could rule the land with an iron fist but when it came to his only daughter there was no request she had that he could refuse. Making a left she entered the throne room only to see that her father was busy talking to a man in chains in front of him. Nami was, by all accounts, the very vision of what a princess should be. Soft blond hair falling in loose curls over her shoulder with piercing blue eyes and creamy white skin. The dresses she wore only served to accentuate the curves of her feminine figure even if she did only stand at 5'5 tall. There had been many offers of marriage to the king about his daughter but either she refused them herself, not wanting to be tied down to one person, or they got a good understanding of her personality and realized that she wouldn't make a very good wife to anybody. Of course that didn't stop her from entertaining all sorts of admirers. She was planning on asking her father for a new dress but as she looked over to the chained man she suddenly wanted something else altogether. Wait! Nami yelled as she walked over to the center of the room near the guards and the man. Daddy, I'd never question your orders but don't you think death is too extreme when he didn't even steal anything? The girl used her most innocent voice as she looked up at her father with big blue eyes in hopes of playing on his paternal sympathies. You know I lost my old toy just a couple of weeks ago and it's made me so sad. So instead of killing him wouldn't it make so much more sense to give him to me? Please? Her bottom lip was quivering now as she gazed up at the old man with her request hanging in the air. Nami didn't even bother asking the man in chains if this fate would be more suitable for him since she really couldn't care either way, toys were made for the pleasure of the player, not the toy.