Even after escaping any possible trouble to come, his laugh was stuck in my head. It was as if I thought if he was close then King Lucien would be closer considering he was one of his closest friends I went about everything else and they had to go back to the library. we were the same set that went to do it a few days ago so we knew where exactly we had left off from. we went about our duty as usual and finished quickly as well. there was not much left after we had been doing this for a while.
The guy that had been giving me a history on everything that happened in the past, I finally found his name Nate. we had been hanging out more and talking so I could say that we were friends and he was very easy to get along with. the other slaves were harder to talk to unlike Lily and Nate and a few others as well. we were within the same circle but still, they made it seem like we were on different levels. we had been sorting things out and he was telling me stories of some of the things that happened when he first got here and everything.
I wanted to keep myself busy every little chance I would get because being idle brought back the memories of that night with him and it made me feel good despite not knowing the reality of the situation. it felt good to be touched even if it was just in my sleep what I didn't understand, as if it was okay to like what I was feeling and if it was good for me to want more of that feeling. I was confused with how much more I would want to get from him or how far he would go with me.
I sat at the lunch table picking at my food and trying to get all the dirty thoughts from my head. trying not to let my mind go back to how I saw him feeding on a slave a couple of weeks ago where it made me feel like joining them. then how he came to me after to touch me before the night where it seemed like nothing at all happened. Nothing seemed to be making sense to me anymore. I couldn't understand where I wanted to stand with him or what exactly I wanted from him. It was a strange feeling to me but I was immensely curious as to how to get it.
Now I felt the need to quicken time so that I could go to sleep and probably slip into my world of fantasy once again where I could feel his presence without making me feel
"My dear Rose, did you miss me?" a voice whispered in my ears as I lay in my bed. He was here with me again, hidden in the shadows. I could feel his presence next to me on the bed as I slept. It was stranger than before. I had more control over my body than I did the first time he had come around. It was different as his hands moved over my exposed arms, I shivered as a sliver of pleasure shot up my spine and I leaned into his touch more. I sat up in a haste in the realization of what was happening and the new developments on how much he let me feel. He didn't move as I sat up but waited for me to get comfortable.
"Master" I greeted in haste. My eyes looking directly down to avoid any eye contact.
"Ah Rose. Don't hide your eyes from me"
"Master please how can I help you?"
"Didn't you miss me, Rose?"
"I thought I wanted to keep you for myself but you seem to be unsure of me"
"I don't understand what you want from me," I said hesitantly but I need to say it out loud.
"It's the same thing you want me to do to you Rose, when will you accept it?" he said pulling my head up with a finger under his chin for me to look at him. His eyes met mine in a questioning manner as if daring me to disagree with him. I knew I couldn't.
I looked away focusing on the walls around the room. He was not someone I should be looking at his presence demanded my respect and I had to give it no matter how much it felt like he favored me I must always remember my place.
he moved closer to me, not giving me any more room to run from him as he cornered me in the bed. His face was so close to mine I could feel his breath nip my skin. I let out a labored breath as I waited for his next move, my eyes willing to close on their own.
" My darling Rose, there is something you want. I want you to tell me" he whispered.
"N-No" I responded but it came out breathy as if I had no energy to speak. His eyesstuck to me, following my every move and making me feel uneasy. There was something he wanted from me and I was ready to give but not ready to admit it.
A king did not have to follow their servant to get what they wanted from them but he had been asking me what it was that I wanted. I couldn't decide if I wanted to sit and watch him with another or have him treat me like he did her in the past.
*flashback*
"you know why there are still o many slaves here?" Nate asked me one evening as we walked the the halls after dinner. All our chores were done earlier today for some strange reason and we decided to talk a bit before going back to our respective room. Nate was nice beyond all that anger and I could see how happy he was even if he did not want to admit it to himself.
"how old were you when you came here ?" I asked him as he picked up a stone, reapy to hurl it in the open. He stopped, looked at me and answered "Thirteen, my parents sold me off for money" he said with a sardonic laugh.
"Why would they do that?" I asked alarmed at the thought of being sold by your own parents. i didn't remember much about my mom after all the years she has been gone but I wondn't even consider the possibility of her selling me off just for money.
"I told you, we are selfish in our own ways. they wanted a few summers of luxury and I was their ticket to that" He stood still now. The relaxed mood not turned off and replaced with a tense atmosphere that I thought could choke me.
"Rose, every human is selfish at different points in time. our greed might me small or big but we are all till greedy to some extent. I hate how much greed has changed our kind when power comes in but at the same time even at my current position, there are still things that I want to obtain knowing very well the consequences"
"I don't think there's much to be greedy for in our world though" I said. i was wondering how a slave would still want more when they should be content with just what they are given. we had been bought so why deny the fact that our will has been bought. what was there to fight for again?
" Hope is never lost Rose, after everything else, without that little glimmer of hope at the bottom of pandora's box, there would be noting. We might be able to break free from all this, have our own lives and our own children safe from all these"
i didn't believe all that he said but if hr\en believed it what did it matter anyway. Hope for me was nothing anymore. I had spent years trapped in that place with all those people as the years passed by and realized why cling onto hope so desperately through it all.