Same.
~Kie and Wealene~
"Who, by the gods does this retard think he is to intrude whenever he wants."
King Wealene mumbled under his breath as Kie walked to where he was. Kie miraculously went on his knees and bowed with his forehead brushing the floor before Wealene. Twas pretty much hard to tell what that was for. Respect or -- whatever.
"What is this?"
Wealene queried as Kie stood up tall before him.
"Didn't you say she's not worth your while? That you'd rather get married to a -- Jaith what did the lad say the previous day?"
Jaith, who had hurried there, standing behind Kie for any quick ambush if necessary, mumbled incoherently. King Wealene dismissed his poor memory as Kie came on,
"I guess I was wrong about her and spoke out of rage. The rage of the clashes we've had before now."
Wealene chuckled softly, taking few steps closer to him as the rest of the royalties watched in surprise.
"Pardon my interruption
Same.~Malisa and Kie~"Of all the days, why today?"Malisa complained, her arms tucked into each other over her fanny. Kie was leaning back on a royal table which was placed in the middle of the princess' chamber. He kept a straight face when he said,"Am I a stain to the royal house? Oops. I forgot, I'm an Ostler who shouldn't be present when other kings are."Malisa shook her head softly, her face wielding an emotional gaze. She swept a sheet of courage and took two steps towards him, standing quite not far from him.She argued, yet delicately,"Of course not. That's not what I mean."She puffed and strayed to an end of the room by the East where there was a big drawer with mirror and traditional makeup kits lined on its deck.She turned to him, her backside pressed against the edge of the deck."I know my father too well. He loves taking an advantage of situations. Especially such situations as this. And you k
Same.~Malisa~"What's happening father?"Malisa strode into her father's chamber, contempt pacing her face as she looked away from her father to weigh Haya in a quick glare.King Wealene lifted his face which was buried between Haya's thigh. His lips were wet, eyes alive as he looked up at his daughter with a gentle smile,"I have seen father speak to their unborn babies through the stomach. But never seen any try it through the pussy. Have you imagined giving pleasure to the mother while talking to the son?"He paused and suddenly tucked in the weird smile eating up his old face, shooting up the grim counterpart. He strayed, softening his tone,"Isn't it good daughter -- how does it feel, the thought of expecting a younger brother?"Malisa shook her head in rage,"I always thought you were smart father, but it's just embarrassing that you could be fooled by a desperate woman who would even lie with a pig to keep her pl
The Palace."It doesn't matter whether you're making out with that common Ostler or not..."The voice from behind her made her stop. At first she'd thought that 'twas one of the numerous guards who plied that passage. But hell twas --"If you want your secret safe with me, let's pick up from where we paused our messy romance."Jaith added. Sam glared at him for a while, probably sorting her thoughts. Then she turned and began to walk towards the Princess' chamber as though no one had spoken to her."Let's do it the hard way then."He hurried after her, keeping up a proximity. As she entered into the Princess' room, he followed her in."Where have you been?"Malisa asked, her face to the standing royal mirror, where she beautifies her face. Her back was to Samantha, who now had her hands tucked into each other over her thighs in composure."If I may be generous, my lady. It might be hard on Sam to answer that question gen
Prisoners' Lodge."Jaith!"Samantha called as Jaith pushed her into the prisoners' lodge and closed the bars of gate at once. Her face had tracks of tears and her eyes weary from constant cry.Jaith's face melted into a quick smile. He had both his hands between the intervals of the bars of the gate. He said coldly,"I wish we could had settled this better, but you chose the wrong thing."He smirked. She suddenly looked down his ugly face to his hands in the bars of gate. She grabbed few of his fingers and twisted them in rage as she cursed,"I'd rather be here than be your sex slave."After groaning and struggling for several seconds, he fought himself free and cussed,"You bitch. Rot in there!"He scrambled off as she called,"Yes, Retard! Run! I'd rather be here!""Hey, sweetie. Are you our taste package for this month?"A husky voice came from behind her. She muttered slowly,"Oh... no."
Days later. Gladitorium"Urgh!"Kie grunted, a somersault to his back as he heard his flesh tearing with his tunic - his left arm. At first he thought twas a little scratch, but taking a peek, three deep gores had been dug. He groaned but was quick to tuck in the pain as the roar came from his front again.He stood up tall and observed the large panther closely. Its speckled skin had smears of blood at uneven intervals. He looked past the snarling leopard to the three other tiger, cougar and lioness. All these cats were tied with small ropes to poles beside each of them. They were made to surround a golden shield which Kie was supposed to retrieve to pass his first test.'Twas the beginning of the games/test today. The games created by Wealene to test the gods. And Kie was the object of test. The king, Wealene, of all the choices he had, made the first game "Retrieving the honour". Well, Wealene had been quite considerate to cut down the days of the games
A pond."Where's she?"He mumbled, looking around. He didn't have to look too far away, 'twasnt like the previous day where he was in the heart of a stadium and the audience were seated on elevated spots. Now, he was standing at the edge of a plank, before a pond, and just few inches away from him were few selected audience to enjoy the show.He had been told by the king after the previous test that all he had to do was swim through the pond to the other end and pick the gem hung on a peg whose tip stood out.But knowing that he couldn't trust the words of the king, he had gone to seek the help of the sorceress, Shamaica. Even though that was what he'd hated the most. He had pleaded with her to do whatever she could to help him swim through the pond without getting hurt. Shamaica had told him that nothing goes for nothing. He'd asked her for what she would ask for in return, but she'd told him,"Time's testing it."Although, he knew that Sha
The Stadium."Fight!!!"The resounding voice of Wealene tipped off the wild ecstasy of the crowd who cheered heartily, chanting continuously for the fight to begin.Kie's interest was severed by the constant call and was forced to look away from Samantha to his opponent. His last chat with Samantha earlier this morning played back.|--------------------"Why are you doing this?"Kie asked, keeping an ambiguous expression."Do I have to keep explaining to you? I thought you were smart. Didn't know I would have to spell the words out, one after the other."Samantha dared, maintaining the lackadaisical attitude. He moved closer to her and was ready to hold when she continued,"Today. You'll meet him. The man that makes my heart sway."She took two steps back and cautiously spun around before he would touch her. She hurried away."Stop. Stop there."He called continuously but it all fell on deaf hears.
An enclosed Area. "What do you think you are doing?" Samantha yelled, letting go of him. He retorted, "Do you love him?" She scoffed, pushing the down of her gown to a side. "And why should I explain my emotions to you? Who do you think you are?" He looked away from her. He could hear faint noises in the distance. He knew that twas just the matter of time before someone got to them. He grabbed her left wrist suddenly, there was desperation and urgency pacing his face, "Stop making me seem like a freak. Like I don't have self-respect. How could you say you love him, you barely even know him!" "And I've known you since forever? Oh, I forgot. We graduated from the school of dumbness and freak-show together." He grabbed her face suddenly and pulled her very close to himself. She shuddered under his touch, his frame towering over hers and the urgency of his touch sent shrills down her spine. His eyes were qui