The Princess Slave

Violette POV

My eyes fluttered open and I looked around. I saw Lillian and Sylvia sitting beside the bed chatting in low voices. Their eyes snapped in my direction when I winced in pain as I tried to move.

“Violette!” Sylvia’s voice was shaky and breathless.

“Sylvia.. why are you being so loud? I’m right here, and I’m not deaf.” I asked. A small smile formed on my face, despite my throbbing headache.

“I’m sorry. I was worried.. I didn’t think you’d wake up so soon. Ms. Beatrice found something that will make the pain almost nonexistent now that she knows what’s causing it.” She said.

She helped me sit up and Ms. Beatrice came into my sight. She handed me a cup and without hesitation, and I quickly dumped the contents down my throat. Almost instantly I began to feel so much better.

“I told the king..” Ms. Beatrice said. My heart thudded hard and fast in my chest.

“You.. what? Loren gave me a week.” I began to cry, I was terrified of his reaction and I wasn’t sure why.

“I didn’t tell him everything.. he came in here asking questions.. I had to tell him something. I just told him I found the cause for your pains and nothing more. You still have your week to tell him the rest.” She said. I sobbed into my hands.

I hated lies. More than anything, I hated them so much. But I just wasn’t ready to tell him. This was something I needed to gain courage for first..

The pain from the bruising on my stomach had completely diminished after a few moments. I wiped the tears off of my face and stood up slowly, trying my best to take it easy.

“Is that working?” Ms. Beatrice asked. I nodded my head. I felt no pain, not even from my head that was throbbing only seconds ago.

“It is,” I said. I grabbed Lillian and Sylvia’s hands.

“May we eat? I’m.. hungry.” I said. I was trying my best to distract my mind from everything that was going on around me.

“You may. It’s well past lunch now.. Dinner should be ready by now.” She said. I nodded my head and pulled my friends to the door.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

“I’m sorry. Today was supposed to be a good day.. now I’ve wasted the only day I get to spend with you for a while..” I said.

“Actually.. the king mind linked me before you woke up and gave permission for Sylvia to stay for the weekend.” Ms. Beatrice said. I looked up at her, shock, I’m sure was very clear on my face. I wonder what made him do that?

“He.. what?” I asked. Ms. Beatrice gave me a small but sad smile.

“You have the weekend with Sylvia. But then she has to return to the orphanage.” She said. I looked at Sylvia who had a bright smile on her face.

“This is wonderful news,” I said.

“It is. Let’s go get some food in you. You need the energy.” Lillian said. They pulled me out of the room and down the hall.

The girls stayed quiet for the most part.. I wondered what was on their minds. They gave each other looks that I didn’t understand, and I couldn’t take it anymore so I finally spoke up.

“Why are you both being so quiet? What happened when I was out?” I asked. Lillian looked at Sylvia.

“Nothing. The king came to find out what was going on. Ms. Beatrice told him your mate was causing your pains.. then Beatrice said he’s allowing Sylvia to stay for the weekend.. and that’s it.” She said. I let out a sigh. They’re hiding something else.. but I didn’t want to push. I don’t like things being hidden from me.. but I knew they must have their reasons.

“Let’s just not talk about it, then.. okay? Let’s enjoy our time together while we have it. We have the whole weekend!” I smiled as I clapped my hands together.

We walked into the servants eating lounge and stood in line. By the time I was next in line.. one of the male servants cut in front of me and pushed me back hard enough to where I hit the wall with a thud.

“Hey! Keep your hands off of her!” Sylvia growled. She had already taken her tray as well as Lillian did.

“Slaves eat last.” He sneered as he looked at me in disgust. It was as if he was seeing me as nothing but trash who deserved nothing.

“She’s a Princess! You should be ashamed.” Sylvia snapped.

“She’s not my princess. She’s a slave. And I will treat her like it. There’s nothing you can do, little mouse.” He got in her face which angered me. One thing I really hated was boys acting big and tough.. acting like they were better and stronger than girls.

She raised her hand and in an instant, it connected with his cheek. He held his face and glared at her.

“You little b*tch.” He growled loudly and pulled back his fist as if he was going to punch her. I quickly grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back.

“Touch her and I’ll make you wish you hadn’t.” I said through gritted teeth. I hated when men put their hands on women. It was a disgusting act to show who was stronger.

“Let me go, you whore. I don’t want your filthy slave hands on me.” He growled as he tried to escape my grip. I pulled his arm farther up between his shoulder blades until he started whining in pain.

“I’m not a whore.” I growled. I let him go and kicked his back with my leg, shoving him into the floor with a force. I heard a loud snap as hit face smacked the ground, and when he turned in my direction, I saw his bloody nose that was dripping everywhere.

“The king will hear about this.” He growled as he stood up. He went to hit be when a loud voice thundered through the room causing the walls to shake.

“The king already has.” His voice sent chills down my spine. Great.

“Slave, come here.” King Viktor growled.

“Yes, master,” I said. I sighed as I walked towards him. I could hear the male servant snickering behind me. It made my b***d boil and my sight go nearly red.

“That’s right. Good, little whore slave. Listen to your Master.” He said. I quickly turned around and lunged at him. I wrapped my hands tightly around his neck and squeezed as hard as I could. Thankfully, ms Beatrice hadn’t given me extra wolfsbane yet.

I felt arms wrap under my stomach and I winced.. letting go of the servant’s neck and thrashing in the arms of the King.

“You don’t listen at all.” The king growled. I tried so hard to move his arms from my stomach but it was no use. He’s so much stronger than I am.

I growled when he squeezed tighter. He carried me down the hall.. and even though I was completely embarrassed I couldn’t help the anger that seeped out of me.

I elbowed him hard in the stomach and he dropped me. When I thought it was over.. I was surely wrong. He leaned down and grabbed me by my throat and squeezed it tightly.

“You want to be treated like a slave? I think it’s time I break you in. I’ve been too lenient.” He growled.

“F**k.. you..” I choked out. He squeezed harder and my sight began to turn black.