The Princess Slave

Viktor POV

“Will you excuse me?” I asked. Amelia nodded her head and I pulled away as I scanned the room for my slave.

Did I not tell her not to move? When I get my hands on her.. I will make her regret it. She’s the most disrespectful, disobedient slave I’ve ever met in my life.

I followed her scent outside of the ballroom and down a hall. I noticed something strange about it. Something unsettling. As I walked further down the hall, I heard muffled screams and other sounds.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“You’re disgusting get off of me!” She screamed. I stood outside the door listening.

“You were supposed to be mine until I found my mate. I’ve always wanted you, Princess. You must’ve known.” Richards’s voice made my skin crawl. Could this man be any more vile? I’ll have to teach him a lesson for putting his hands on my slave.

“I’ve known you my entire life! You’re disgusting! I saw you as family, but you’re just horrible! I would never be with you! I will never be with anyone but my mate when I find whoever he is!” She cried. Her voice was shaky and I could tell she was struggling. I went to walk in when Richard spoke once more.

“You’ve not been taken by King Viktor?” Richard asked.

“I-I..“ I opened the door and looked at them. He had her arms pinned as he held her face down against the table.

“What’s going on?” I asked. She had a terrified look on her face. She had broken a rule and she knew it. But at this point, I was more angry with the audacity of the man before me.

“King Richard.. Might I ask what you think you’re doing with my slave?” I asked in a very calm tone. Removing his head still sounds like a really good option, right now.

“You’ve not broken in your slave?” He asked with a victorious smile.

“I have. Now please, get off of my slave before I have you removed. I would really hate to end this night on bad terms and another war.” I said.

“Yes, it would be a very devastating situation indeed, King Viktor.” Richard chuckled. Violette panted heavily as she continued trying to get away. If it wasn’t for the collar and the wolfsbane she takes daily, she might’ve been able to.

“For the sake of our alliance, and everything my Father has done for you.. just allow me to do with my slave as I please. If I do not wish to share, believe it is for good reason.” I said.

“Not even five minutes?” Richard asked. The audacity of this man is outrageous.

“No, King Richard,” I said bluntly. He hesitantly backed off of Violette, she wrapped her arms around herself and ran towards me, and hid behind me. I looked at her angrily.. I would like an explanation as to how this happened.

“I think we have reached the end of this ball,” I said. I turned around and left the room with Violette following closely behind. I’m not sure if she knew it yet but she was in big trouble.

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“Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, for coming to tonight’s ball. This night is dedicated to my family.. my little sister, brother.. mother, and father. May they rest with the moon goddess for eternity.” I addressed the crowd. It was getting late and I was sick of looking at people.

“It was a lovely night, King Viktor.” Queen Mary bowed with her husband Gatlin.

“Indeed it was. Safe travels.” I nodded them off.

It felt like forever before they were all gone. Mother always told me it was bad manners to be the first to leave.. so I’ve always been the last. Except now, I wasn’t alone. I looked at Violette who had a sleepy look in her eyes.

“Get cleaned then meet me in my chambers.” I said. I wanted Richards foul scent off of her.

“Y-yes, Master.” She replied and quickly scurried off. I can’t believe she would be alone with him.. talking to him. She broke several rules. I understand she was just trying to stop him, but still. It only angered me.

What irritates me the most is that she attracts all men. I didn’t make her my slave to share her with others. She’s meant to be used for my personal pleasure.. she’s my toy. And I won’t share.

I walked to my room and pulled off my shirt. A bath was on my mind until I heard a light cough and saw Minerva leaning over the desk naked. I quickly threw my shirt back on and growled.

“What are you doing, Minerva? I thought you were staying with your family.. you seem to be doing a lot more of this.” I said. Intruding when I’ve not invited her.. I didn’t like it one bit.

“I’ve just been missing you, Viktor. You’ve been distant lately.” She said in a soft voice. I walked over to her and handed her the dress that was laying on the floor.

“I’m tired, Minerva. Please, not tonight.” I said. She huffed but nodded her head.

“But soon?” She asked as she batted her lashes at me. Goddess, this woman was becoming an annoying pest.

“Yes, I promise.” I kissed her forehead just to be nice for once and she walked out.

I sighed as I sat at my desk. I have to break her in tonight. Too many people are suspicious.. I shouldn’t have waited so long.

“The slave, my King,” Loren announced her.

“Let her in,” I said. The door opened and I watched as she slowly walked in. Loren shut the door behind her and I saw her visibly shake.

“You broke a few rules tonight, didn’t you?” I asked.

“Y-yes, Master. I did.” She whispered.

“Tell me what rules you broke,” I said.

“I talked to someone other than you.. I left without your permission, with someone you didn’t allow. And I looked at him.” She said.

“Good girl. I’m glad you realize what you’ve done.” I said.

“Care to explain why you broke those rules?” I asked.

“He.. he covered my mouth while you were dancing.. he pulled me away.. people watched.. they didn’t help because I’m a slave.” She whimpered.

“You didn’t have to break any rules after he grabbed you,” I snapped. I hated everything about this situation. The fact that Richard thought he would kidnap my slave and take her and that she spoke to him about not being with anyone but her mate. It all irritated me greatly.

“So you wanted me to not fight? You keep me drugged up and make me wear this collar.. I’m as useless as a human. The only thing I have are words anymore.” She said bluntly.

“Watch how you speak to me, slave,” I growled, causing her to jump slightly. I hated how she thought she was allowed to speak to me anyway she saw fit. She is my slave and I am a king.

“It was either that or get raped.” She said. I pulled my lips into a line and nodded. I knew she was right, but I didn’t want to admit that.