The Slave Princess
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Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
10
Views:
5,327
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Bittersweet Serenity
Author's Notes: Well... here's another chapter. I know you guys are reading, but none of you are reviewing and that makes me sad :( I like reviews! Let me know what you want to see happen! Let me know what you liked about the chapter. Let me know what you didn't like about the chapter! This is a pretty lovey dovey chapter, but I don't think there's going to be anything much like it for a while so I hope you like it. I've got some pretty crazy curveballs coming your way so keep reading and I'm sure you'll be surprised with what I throw at you. Here it is!
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Bittersweet Serenity
Nyrobi didn’t know how long she was in that cage for. She’d seen a few more women get carried from their cages over the journey. The men fed her and gave her water when they thought of it and Nyrobi herself wasn’t doing very well. These men clearly didn’t much care about her, but they seemed to be giving her food more often than the other women. That pained her, but she accepted whatever they chose to give her.
The journey was hard on her and a fever eventually took her. She lost track of whether it was day or night and lay on the wooden cart suffering from cold sweats. She was delirious most of the time and didn’t even notice when the jungle started to thin out and a massive stone wall approached.
The cart bounced through a large gate way and into a bustling city. Nyrobi was forced out of a delusional dream-like state and looked out at the new environment. There were men and women walking around, some were carrying goods, others were looking through the market. A few people glanced her way as the cart passed by but they paid her little heed. No one was about to come and help her out of this cage.
She wanted to reach out to them but the ropes binding her hands behind her back had made her wrists raw and they now bled every time she tried to move them. Her strength had left her completely and her spirit had reached a low that she had never before deemed possible. The men hadn’t touched her since the night in the jungle, but she had moved past that. Even that incident, as traumatizing as it was, had been pushed to the back of her mind in her struggle to simply stay alive.
She was so lost in her own mind that she didn’t realize that the cart had finally stopped before a large building. The driver had gotten out and went around to the back of the cart to open the cage that confined her. She looked over at him but didn’t really see him. He hauled her to her feet and pushed her out of the cage onto the dusty ground.
She’d lain still for so long that her legs no longer had the strength in them to hold her up and since her hands were bound behind her back, she could not catch herself and took a mouthful of dirt as she fell to the ground.
Weakly, she spat the dirt out before being pulled to her feet again and she stumbled toward the doorway, leaning on it for a moment of support before being prodded onward.
Inside was a simple hallway with cells on either side. Iron bars separated the cells from the hallway and it took Nyrobi a moment to realize that other people in similar states as she was in were staying in the cells and watching her as they went by. It seemed like forever before the man grabbed her arm to stop her from walking and she nearly fell again at the sudden jolt he gave her when he opened the door and threw her inside.
Nyrobi fell down again and heard the bars clang shut behind her and a lock sealed the cell. She lay on the cold ground, exhausted. There were puddles on the ground that reflected what little light was in this wicked building. At last, she groaned, her throat was dry from being so unused and the noise came out as a scratchy growl and she hauled herself to her knees to look around.
There were others in the cell with her but she couldn’t see them well. All were women, though. Thank the Goddess for that!
“Nyrobi?” Came a tentative voice near the corner.
She turned to face the woman who spoke and the shadows shrouded her face, making it impossible to tell who had spoken. However, the woman was quick to move forward into the light and Nyrobi recognized her yana, Nevi.
Nyrobi let out a choked cry of joy at seeing a familiar face and fell onto her lover’s shoulder, tears falling freely from her bright green eyes. “Nevi! I never thought I’d see you again!”
“And I, you. I’m so glad you’re alive!” Nevi’s hands had been untied and Nyrobi felt a moment of freedom as Nevi’s arms wrapped around her and squeezed her gently. Nyrobi wanted to return that soft touch and comfort Nevi the way her lover was comforting her but her wrists were bleeding as it was. For now, she was content with the one-way embrace.
Too soon, Nevi broke the embrace and looked over Nyrobi. “My love, you look like Lilith dragged you through the underworld and back. Turn around and I’ll free your wrists and we’ll work on cleaning you up.”
Nyrobi obeyed and soon enough, Nevi had her wrists free, but Nyrobi still didn’t want to move them. They hurt and the wounds were dirty. Yes, she probably did look awful, and as much as it pained her to think it, Nevi wasn’t looking her best either. But her bright smile was there, still and Nyrobi took comfort in it.
“What have they taken us here for?” Nyrobi asked. If they were to be killed, she wanted to know now. As for whatever else could be done to them…
Nevi bit her lip; concern and worry were written all over her soft features. The news would not be good but Nyrobi rested her hand gently on her lover’s cheek, forcing Nevi to look at her and answer. “We’re to be sold off as slaves. Come morning, they take the men out first. They are sold at the auction block to the highest bidder and taken away. The women are taken out in the afternoon to be sold… We must find a way to escape!”
Tears were welling up in Nevi’s eyes as she spoke and Nyrobi’s heart was breaking upon hearing those words. How in the name of the Goddess would they escape? Even if they did find a way out, Nyrobi didn’t know how to get back home! Nor did she have the energy to do it. She nearly died on the way out here. “Don’t cry, Nevi. We are together for now. We will find a way out of this mess… and don’t forget, we have Bafia on our side. She will protect us.” Nyrobi tried to be comforting but she was well aware that not even the priestess thought that Bafia was going to help them now. She succeeded in getting a weak smile from her lover and Nevi’s soft fingers gently caressed Nyrobi’s cheek.
She closed her eyes, sealing away reality for a moment to live only in Nevi’s touch. Her own hand reached up and took Nevi’s and Nyrobi placed a kiss in her palm. Nevi’s other hand reached up to cradle Nyrobi’s face in her palm and then pulled her into a sweet kiss.
Nyrobi nearly wept as their lips brushed together softly and soon enough, her tongue was performing an intricate dance around Nevi’s. How would she live without her love? How could Nyrobi survive without Nevi’s strong, loving arms around her at night? And her sweet, beautiful smile… No, Nyrobi had to find a way to get them out of this.
The kiss ended all too soon and both of them stayed close together, unwilling to let go. They were too exhausted to do anything more than they had already done and found a spot in the corner to sleep, cradled in each other’s arms.
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A/N: There's chapter 3. I've got 6 chapters so far and it's surprised me what's happened thus far, and I know there are more surprises to come. PLEASE comment on my story. That's how I know if I'm delivering what you all want or not. If you want more chapters like this, let me know and I'll see what I can come up with. If you want more action or more... anything else, just tell me. Hope you liked it!
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Bittersweet Serenity
Nyrobi didn’t know how long she was in that cage for. She’d seen a few more women get carried from their cages over the journey. The men fed her and gave her water when they thought of it and Nyrobi herself wasn’t doing very well. These men clearly didn’t much care about her, but they seemed to be giving her food more often than the other women. That pained her, but she accepted whatever they chose to give her.
The journey was hard on her and a fever eventually took her. She lost track of whether it was day or night and lay on the wooden cart suffering from cold sweats. She was delirious most of the time and didn’t even notice when the jungle started to thin out and a massive stone wall approached.
The cart bounced through a large gate way and into a bustling city. Nyrobi was forced out of a delusional dream-like state and looked out at the new environment. There were men and women walking around, some were carrying goods, others were looking through the market. A few people glanced her way as the cart passed by but they paid her little heed. No one was about to come and help her out of this cage.
She wanted to reach out to them but the ropes binding her hands behind her back had made her wrists raw and they now bled every time she tried to move them. Her strength had left her completely and her spirit had reached a low that she had never before deemed possible. The men hadn’t touched her since the night in the jungle, but she had moved past that. Even that incident, as traumatizing as it was, had been pushed to the back of her mind in her struggle to simply stay alive.
She was so lost in her own mind that she didn’t realize that the cart had finally stopped before a large building. The driver had gotten out and went around to the back of the cart to open the cage that confined her. She looked over at him but didn’t really see him. He hauled her to her feet and pushed her out of the cage onto the dusty ground.
She’d lain still for so long that her legs no longer had the strength in them to hold her up and since her hands were bound behind her back, she could not catch herself and took a mouthful of dirt as she fell to the ground.
Weakly, she spat the dirt out before being pulled to her feet again and she stumbled toward the doorway, leaning on it for a moment of support before being prodded onward.
Inside was a simple hallway with cells on either side. Iron bars separated the cells from the hallway and it took Nyrobi a moment to realize that other people in similar states as she was in were staying in the cells and watching her as they went by. It seemed like forever before the man grabbed her arm to stop her from walking and she nearly fell again at the sudden jolt he gave her when he opened the door and threw her inside.
Nyrobi fell down again and heard the bars clang shut behind her and a lock sealed the cell. She lay on the cold ground, exhausted. There were puddles on the ground that reflected what little light was in this wicked building. At last, she groaned, her throat was dry from being so unused and the noise came out as a scratchy growl and she hauled herself to her knees to look around.
There were others in the cell with her but she couldn’t see them well. All were women, though. Thank the Goddess for that!
“Nyrobi?” Came a tentative voice near the corner.
She turned to face the woman who spoke and the shadows shrouded her face, making it impossible to tell who had spoken. However, the woman was quick to move forward into the light and Nyrobi recognized her yana, Nevi.
Nyrobi let out a choked cry of joy at seeing a familiar face and fell onto her lover’s shoulder, tears falling freely from her bright green eyes. “Nevi! I never thought I’d see you again!”
“And I, you. I’m so glad you’re alive!” Nevi’s hands had been untied and Nyrobi felt a moment of freedom as Nevi’s arms wrapped around her and squeezed her gently. Nyrobi wanted to return that soft touch and comfort Nevi the way her lover was comforting her but her wrists were bleeding as it was. For now, she was content with the one-way embrace.
Too soon, Nevi broke the embrace and looked over Nyrobi. “My love, you look like Lilith dragged you through the underworld and back. Turn around and I’ll free your wrists and we’ll work on cleaning you up.”
Nyrobi obeyed and soon enough, Nevi had her wrists free, but Nyrobi still didn’t want to move them. They hurt and the wounds were dirty. Yes, she probably did look awful, and as much as it pained her to think it, Nevi wasn’t looking her best either. But her bright smile was there, still and Nyrobi took comfort in it.
“What have they taken us here for?” Nyrobi asked. If they were to be killed, she wanted to know now. As for whatever else could be done to them…
Nevi bit her lip; concern and worry were written all over her soft features. The news would not be good but Nyrobi rested her hand gently on her lover’s cheek, forcing Nevi to look at her and answer. “We’re to be sold off as slaves. Come morning, they take the men out first. They are sold at the auction block to the highest bidder and taken away. The women are taken out in the afternoon to be sold… We must find a way to escape!”
Tears were welling up in Nevi’s eyes as she spoke and Nyrobi’s heart was breaking upon hearing those words. How in the name of the Goddess would they escape? Even if they did find a way out, Nyrobi didn’t know how to get back home! Nor did she have the energy to do it. She nearly died on the way out here. “Don’t cry, Nevi. We are together for now. We will find a way out of this mess… and don’t forget, we have Bafia on our side. She will protect us.” Nyrobi tried to be comforting but she was well aware that not even the priestess thought that Bafia was going to help them now. She succeeded in getting a weak smile from her lover and Nevi’s soft fingers gently caressed Nyrobi’s cheek.
She closed her eyes, sealing away reality for a moment to live only in Nevi’s touch. Her own hand reached up and took Nevi’s and Nyrobi placed a kiss in her palm. Nevi’s other hand reached up to cradle Nyrobi’s face in her palm and then pulled her into a sweet kiss.
Nyrobi nearly wept as their lips brushed together softly and soon enough, her tongue was performing an intricate dance around Nevi’s. How would she live without her love? How could Nyrobi survive without Nevi’s strong, loving arms around her at night? And her sweet, beautiful smile… No, Nyrobi had to find a way to get them out of this.
The kiss ended all too soon and both of them stayed close together, unwilling to let go. They were too exhausted to do anything more than they had already done and found a spot in the corner to sleep, cradled in each other’s arms.
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A/N: There's chapter 3. I've got 6 chapters so far and it's surprised me what's happened thus far, and I know there are more surprises to come. PLEASE comment on my story. That's how I know if I'm delivering what you all want or not. If you want more chapters like this, let me know and I'll see what I can come up with. If you want more action or more... anything else, just tell me. Hope you liked it!