The Slave Princess
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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
10
Views:
5,332
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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A Gift
Author's Notes: I've been bad at updating lately, I know. I'm sorry. I've been very busy with house guests and college and working two jobs so I've had very little writing time and I'm afraid it will probably continue that way for awhile. Anyway, this chapter and next chapter will be a bit lighter than the last ones have been but look forward to a few upcoming twists and turns :P I'm pretty sure you'll like them.
Also, all the writing between these: ~*~ is a dream... just for clarification. Enjoy!
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Chapter 7: A Gift
~*~
The sun was setting, pouring golden light into Nyrobi’s bedchamber. Nevi’s skin glowed where the sun kissed it and her beautiful face was so full of comfort and love. Her lovely brown eyes caught and held Nyrobi’s emerald gaze as her hand came up to cradle her lover’s face. Nyrobi turned into Nevi’s palm and kissed it as her own hand moved up to hold her lover’s against her cheek. Nyrobi’s other hand wrapped around Nevi’s waist and pulled her close enough for their bodies to touch. Nevi’s hand came up to her neckline and rested there gently then slowly moved down to remove Nyrobi’s top.
Nyrobi moved in and caught Nevi’s mouth in a deep kiss. The love they shared sent fireworks through her body and her passion was aroused. Her tongue slipped into Nevi’s mouth and toyed with her yana’s. Her own hand moved to remove her lover’s priestess clothing and soon enough, they were both kneeling on the bed, pressed together in their kiss and their clothing was tossed aside carelessly. Nyrobi had wanted this for so long. This evening had dragged on and on and now, finally, she had Nevi to herself!
Their kiss became more desperate as their need for more grew and finally they both lay down, facing each other, continuing their passionate kiss. Nevi’s soft lips brushed against her own and in her desire, Nyrobi nibbled on her lovers bottom lip. She felt her smile against her lips as Nevi’s hand came up to massage Nyrobi’s full breast. A moan escaped her as Nevi’s fingers gently traced her nipple. Encouraged, Nevi took Nyrobi’s whole breast into her hand, squeezing gently. Then she began kissing down Nyrobi’s neck.
Nyrobi’s heart was pounding. It felt so good to be with her love! But her need made her impatient, so she slid her fingers down Nevi’s side, past her hips then around the front, all the while, barely touching her skin.
Nevi looked up from her work on Nyrobi’s neck with a mischievous grin. “Is that how we’re playing tonight, love?”
Nyrobi grinned back then caressed Nevi’s inner thigh toward her entrance. Nevi closed her eyes and lay back on the pillow. Nyrobi worked her way up and was about to play with the bundle of nerves between Nevi’s legs when suddenly, she was alone on the bed.
Alarmed, Nyrobi sat up and looked around her room. “Nevi? Where are you?”
Her room faded into a prison cell at the end of a long hall. At the end was a doorway. Light was shining in from beyond it and in the doorway stood Nevi.
“Nevi! Come back! Don’t leave me here!” Nyrobi sobbed as she reached through the bars of her cell.
Nevi reached out to her but was pulled away by a man dressed in black. Nyrobi cried out desperately but could not escape the cell to help her.
The door closed and it was dark now. It was then that she felt strong arms wrap around her protectively. She moved into them taking what little comfort she could in the embrace and found herself looking into that hardened face with eyes filled with sadness. She was safe now. Darius was here.
~*~
She woke up feeling surprisingly calm. She was in the bed that Darius had given her and safely under the covers by herself. She had taken the dress off before she’d gone to bed and slept naked.
What a confusing dream that had been. Nyrobi loved Nevi. She knew that with every fibre of her being. But why had she accepted Darius’ comforting? He had bought her… she was nothing more than a slave to him… so why was she so intrigued by him? And what did he expect from her?
She sighed then looked toward the window. It was still early morning but she was wide-awake now. She flipped the covers off of herself and swung her legs over the side of the bed. There was a white, silk housecoat within arms reach of her so she stood up and wrapped it around herself, tying it around her waist. She moved smoothly over to the window and drew back the curtains.
Her bedroom looked out onto the courtyard. A light mist covered the grass and a fountain rose up out of the mist in the middle of it. A walkway went through the middle of the grass, in a circle around the fountain and then branched off in three directions on the other side. One led to a pond, one led to the stables and the other led to a forest.
Nyrobi was surprised to see a black horse trotting down the path back from the forest. She sat down at the window seat. She looked closely out to see that the man riding the horse was none other than Darius. He dismounted as a stable boy came over to take his mount’s reigns. He patted the horse once on the neck as the boy led the horse away and he turned to walk back to the mansion but looked up to her window. He stopped walking when he spotted her watching him.
Her heart nearly stopped. What if he didn’t want her watching him?
She didn’t get a chance to think it over very well, though, as the maids came in to dress her again.
The dress was a similar style but it was clearly more for daytime than the last dress. It was simple, light and a pretty pale green colour. The maids let her do her own hair and it took about a quarter of the time to get ready today that it did the night before.
The maids chattered away to each other all the while and Nyrobi tried to pay attention. They seemed to speak the same language as Darius so she may as well try to learn it.
They left her alone to eat some breakfast of fruits and pastries as they tidied up the room and once she’d eaten her fill, they brought her out to the courtyard.
Darius was still out there as though he was waiting for her. When he spotted her, he stood up from his seat at the edge of the fountain and moved to put his hand in the small of her back and guide her toward the stable.
His touch didn’t make her flinch but she wasn’t sure if it should make her uncomfortable or not. As they walked, she looked up at him to try and get a clue of what he was doing. He looked back at her and smiled softly. She offered a weak smile in return then looked ahead at where they were going, suddenly feeling like a fool.
The silence was deafening and she cursed the language barrier between them. She felt like more of a guest here than a slave or prisoner so she wished she could at least speak with her host and get to know more about this place. Just who was Darius?
As they got to the stable, she stepped inside and turned around to look at Darius for guidance. What did he want her to do?
The way the light made a silhouette of him, though, reminded her of her dream and she blushed remembering how he had held her. She looked at the ground feeling shy and embarrassed. What was it about him?
He walked over to his own horse and the big, black stallion stuck his nose out of his stall to receive a rub on the nose. Darius motioned for her to come over to him and said what she assumed meant “Come here.”
Nyrobi obeyed and the horse sniffed her. She stepped back in fright. There were horses in Nyru but none were as big as this one. This had to have been some sort of warhorse. Possibly the one he rode into battle. Nyrobi was surprised at how gentle the stallion was, though. She reached up to pet his nose and he pushed his snout into her hand. She smiled and continued to pet it. When she looked over at Darius, he was smiling at her as well then he led her to the other side of the stable to where the mares were kept.
Nyrobi walked down the line looking at each of the mares. Most of them didn’t really pay much attention to her and a few actually put their ears back if she tried to come near their stalls but there was one white mare that came over to let Nyrobi pet her. She decided this would be her favourite of them and pet the mare gently.
“You probably have a name already… but I have a new one for you.” The mare looked at her as she spoke, her ears forward in attention and her blue eyes focussed on the girl before her. “Sheona, the wandering Goddess is said to ride a white horse with blue eyes. Her name was Kaytala. I think I shall call you that.” She smiled and continued to pet the mare’s neck.
Darius motioned to one of the stable boys and he walked over, opened the stall and took the mare out. Nyrobi stepped back to where Darius was standing trying to figure out what was happening and the boy put a saddle on the mare’s back. Once the mare had all of her tack on, the boy went to hand the reigns to Darius but he shook his head and pointed to Nyrobi. The boy then handed the reigns to Nyrobi. Had Darius just given her the mare?
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A/N: There ya go! Another chapter is up! After reading through this, I realized the next chapter will need a lot of editing :/ there are some major problems with writing at 3:00 am apparently... Oops! Well, I'll have the next chapter up... eventually lol. Don't forget to review!
Also, all the writing between these: ~*~ is a dream... just for clarification. Enjoy!
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Chapter 7: A Gift
~*~
The sun was setting, pouring golden light into Nyrobi’s bedchamber. Nevi’s skin glowed where the sun kissed it and her beautiful face was so full of comfort and love. Her lovely brown eyes caught and held Nyrobi’s emerald gaze as her hand came up to cradle her lover’s face. Nyrobi turned into Nevi’s palm and kissed it as her own hand moved up to hold her lover’s against her cheek. Nyrobi’s other hand wrapped around Nevi’s waist and pulled her close enough for their bodies to touch. Nevi’s hand came up to her neckline and rested there gently then slowly moved down to remove Nyrobi’s top.
Nyrobi moved in and caught Nevi’s mouth in a deep kiss. The love they shared sent fireworks through her body and her passion was aroused. Her tongue slipped into Nevi’s mouth and toyed with her yana’s. Her own hand moved to remove her lover’s priestess clothing and soon enough, they were both kneeling on the bed, pressed together in their kiss and their clothing was tossed aside carelessly. Nyrobi had wanted this for so long. This evening had dragged on and on and now, finally, she had Nevi to herself!
Their kiss became more desperate as their need for more grew and finally they both lay down, facing each other, continuing their passionate kiss. Nevi’s soft lips brushed against her own and in her desire, Nyrobi nibbled on her lovers bottom lip. She felt her smile against her lips as Nevi’s hand came up to massage Nyrobi’s full breast. A moan escaped her as Nevi’s fingers gently traced her nipple. Encouraged, Nevi took Nyrobi’s whole breast into her hand, squeezing gently. Then she began kissing down Nyrobi’s neck.
Nyrobi’s heart was pounding. It felt so good to be with her love! But her need made her impatient, so she slid her fingers down Nevi’s side, past her hips then around the front, all the while, barely touching her skin.
Nevi looked up from her work on Nyrobi’s neck with a mischievous grin. “Is that how we’re playing tonight, love?”
Nyrobi grinned back then caressed Nevi’s inner thigh toward her entrance. Nevi closed her eyes and lay back on the pillow. Nyrobi worked her way up and was about to play with the bundle of nerves between Nevi’s legs when suddenly, she was alone on the bed.
Alarmed, Nyrobi sat up and looked around her room. “Nevi? Where are you?”
Her room faded into a prison cell at the end of a long hall. At the end was a doorway. Light was shining in from beyond it and in the doorway stood Nevi.
“Nevi! Come back! Don’t leave me here!” Nyrobi sobbed as she reached through the bars of her cell.
Nevi reached out to her but was pulled away by a man dressed in black. Nyrobi cried out desperately but could not escape the cell to help her.
The door closed and it was dark now. It was then that she felt strong arms wrap around her protectively. She moved into them taking what little comfort she could in the embrace and found herself looking into that hardened face with eyes filled with sadness. She was safe now. Darius was here.
~*~
She woke up feeling surprisingly calm. She was in the bed that Darius had given her and safely under the covers by herself. She had taken the dress off before she’d gone to bed and slept naked.
What a confusing dream that had been. Nyrobi loved Nevi. She knew that with every fibre of her being. But why had she accepted Darius’ comforting? He had bought her… she was nothing more than a slave to him… so why was she so intrigued by him? And what did he expect from her?
She sighed then looked toward the window. It was still early morning but she was wide-awake now. She flipped the covers off of herself and swung her legs over the side of the bed. There was a white, silk housecoat within arms reach of her so she stood up and wrapped it around herself, tying it around her waist. She moved smoothly over to the window and drew back the curtains.
Her bedroom looked out onto the courtyard. A light mist covered the grass and a fountain rose up out of the mist in the middle of it. A walkway went through the middle of the grass, in a circle around the fountain and then branched off in three directions on the other side. One led to a pond, one led to the stables and the other led to a forest.
Nyrobi was surprised to see a black horse trotting down the path back from the forest. She sat down at the window seat. She looked closely out to see that the man riding the horse was none other than Darius. He dismounted as a stable boy came over to take his mount’s reigns. He patted the horse once on the neck as the boy led the horse away and he turned to walk back to the mansion but looked up to her window. He stopped walking when he spotted her watching him.
Her heart nearly stopped. What if he didn’t want her watching him?
She didn’t get a chance to think it over very well, though, as the maids came in to dress her again.
The dress was a similar style but it was clearly more for daytime than the last dress. It was simple, light and a pretty pale green colour. The maids let her do her own hair and it took about a quarter of the time to get ready today that it did the night before.
The maids chattered away to each other all the while and Nyrobi tried to pay attention. They seemed to speak the same language as Darius so she may as well try to learn it.
They left her alone to eat some breakfast of fruits and pastries as they tidied up the room and once she’d eaten her fill, they brought her out to the courtyard.
Darius was still out there as though he was waiting for her. When he spotted her, he stood up from his seat at the edge of the fountain and moved to put his hand in the small of her back and guide her toward the stable.
His touch didn’t make her flinch but she wasn’t sure if it should make her uncomfortable or not. As they walked, she looked up at him to try and get a clue of what he was doing. He looked back at her and smiled softly. She offered a weak smile in return then looked ahead at where they were going, suddenly feeling like a fool.
The silence was deafening and she cursed the language barrier between them. She felt like more of a guest here than a slave or prisoner so she wished she could at least speak with her host and get to know more about this place. Just who was Darius?
As they got to the stable, she stepped inside and turned around to look at Darius for guidance. What did he want her to do?
The way the light made a silhouette of him, though, reminded her of her dream and she blushed remembering how he had held her. She looked at the ground feeling shy and embarrassed. What was it about him?
He walked over to his own horse and the big, black stallion stuck his nose out of his stall to receive a rub on the nose. Darius motioned for her to come over to him and said what she assumed meant “Come here.”
Nyrobi obeyed and the horse sniffed her. She stepped back in fright. There were horses in Nyru but none were as big as this one. This had to have been some sort of warhorse. Possibly the one he rode into battle. Nyrobi was surprised at how gentle the stallion was, though. She reached up to pet his nose and he pushed his snout into her hand. She smiled and continued to pet it. When she looked over at Darius, he was smiling at her as well then he led her to the other side of the stable to where the mares were kept.
Nyrobi walked down the line looking at each of the mares. Most of them didn’t really pay much attention to her and a few actually put their ears back if she tried to come near their stalls but there was one white mare that came over to let Nyrobi pet her. She decided this would be her favourite of them and pet the mare gently.
“You probably have a name already… but I have a new one for you.” The mare looked at her as she spoke, her ears forward in attention and her blue eyes focussed on the girl before her. “Sheona, the wandering Goddess is said to ride a white horse with blue eyes. Her name was Kaytala. I think I shall call you that.” She smiled and continued to pet the mare’s neck.
Darius motioned to one of the stable boys and he walked over, opened the stall and took the mare out. Nyrobi stepped back to where Darius was standing trying to figure out what was happening and the boy put a saddle on the mare’s back. Once the mare had all of her tack on, the boy went to hand the reigns to Darius but he shook his head and pointed to Nyrobi. The boy then handed the reigns to Nyrobi. Had Darius just given her the mare?
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A/N: There ya go! Another chapter is up! After reading through this, I realized the next chapter will need a lot of editing :/ there are some major problems with writing at 3:00 am apparently... Oops! Well, I'll have the next chapter up... eventually lol. Don't forget to review!