Crown Prince Mark woke up and sat on his bed. He has been awake for hours and not wanting to step down.
He obviously knew he will be crown king and there was no escaping like the previous time during the last dancing festival where he escape being betrothed to Nora Lincoln.
He was 25yrs then and his mother so wants him to pick a mate.
He refused to accept her and she bursted out crying and ran away from the event. He heard she attempted suicide but her brothers and twin sister were quick to catch her.
He later heard she got pregnant for a neighbor of theirs five years ago and she already had four babies, two set of twins and he knew if they were married then, they could have birth more than that.
He sighed and shifted out to the side of his bed. Hearing the sound of the drummers beating the drums, he stood up and walks up to his window to peep out at the field.
He was upstairs at the second floor of the royal castle in his chamber, staring out at the field. The women where arranging the top guest seat at the supposed location where the elders and the royal family would seat to watch the dancers
He sighs as he heard a shard knock on his room door, startling his thoughts away and soon Steven steps in.
"My Lord, the servant are here to prepare your bath" Steve informs him.
"Let them in" he replies and stares out the window one last time.
He saw some of the women dancing to the sound of the drums being played and just as he was about to stare away from his window, seeing the servants already steps into his room and greeted him, he saw the white looking female as she walk slowly to the field.
He wondered why she looked so calm, instead of feeling happy that she has united with her lover.
"Good morning your majesty" The five slaves greeted him and he nods not staring back to look at them, as he continues to stare at the white looking human walking towards the field.
Angela felt the intent gaze of someone on her, as she was watching some of the young ladies of the women quarters, dancing excitedly to the drums being played.
She stares around to see if Alex or any of the human males being held as captive where already out in the field.
Not seeing him or any of the human males around, she frowns and continue to arrange some of the seats.
Still feeling the intent gaze of someone on her, she turns and look up at the castle and her eyes meet with the crown prince's black coloured eyes.
She shivered and quickly looked away from him. Why was he staring at her, instead of preparing for his coronation?, she thought as she felt her heart beating rapidly, or did she mistake he was staring at the women dancing to be staring at her. Maybe she was wrong she thought and walk a little away from the women, to be sure he wasn't staring at her.
As she contemplated to stare back at his room window, seeing that she has walked farther away from the field and women dancing, she swallows and slowly turns her head to stare up to his room window again, to be sure of who he was staring at. And as she looked backward and up to his castle, their eyes meet again, as she saw him still staring intently at her.
She swallowed and quickly looked downward and ran away from where she stood, running back to the women's quarters as she felt his intense burning gaze on her.
"Why was he staring at me like that?" Angela asked herself as she ran back to the women's quarters feeling her heart beating rapidly.
As she got to the women's quarters entrance, Lady Mandy Moore stood outside the entrance door and glares at her as she approached. She swallowed and stiffened.
"What are you doing here again?!" Lady Mandy thunders at her and she immediately looks downward.
She knew the beast-woman hated them as it was so glaring on her face, compared to Lady Annabelle who was so calm and sweet to her.
Lady Mandy walks out from the entrance door and stood, staring at the human.
"Wasn't it you that arrived late earlier today at the dinning hall, Why are you all humans so stubborn and inconsiderate?!" Lady Mandy thunders at her and she stiffened and stares downwards.
She knew the woman is a beast and can transform anytime so she swallowed and kept mute.
"Would you get out from here and go back to the field before I unleash my anger on you, stupid human!" Lady Mandy thunders and Angela Immediately ran back to the field with her heart beating loudly like it was about to fall out.
She arrived at the field again seeing a lot of guests arriving as the palace gate was half opened with about five hefty beast-guards standing at the entrance gate and guarding the palace.
She swallowed and walk to the field again, letting out a sign of relief.
She turns to stare at the crown prince's window, not seeing him there, she felt better and walks up to meet Esther where she stood with Beatrice and two other of their roommate staring at the arrivals as they where thru arranging the seats.
Crown Prince Mark walks back to his wardrobe to undress after one of the servant came out to inform him that his bath was ready.
He sighs and gestured for her to come closer and strip him naked.
It was all part of their punishment and striping him naked was just a rear gift to them as they could only see him and not touch him.
He thought about the white beauty again. Seeing her at the field increased his blood flows. He saw her walk down away from her colleagues when their eyes meet, probably she was thinking she wasn't the one he was staring at.
He saw her looked up again and he couldn't take his eyes off her either, as he continues to stare at her pretty back and curvy waist.
She stops and contemplated before she stares up to him again. He wished she was closer. He could have just pulled her into his arms and sealed his lips on hers as his whole body began to burn the very moment their eyes meet.
He could feel her heart beating rapidly as she quickly looked away from him and ran away.
He sighs and walked back into the bathroom to take his bath as he tries to stop himself from thinking about her.
Only thought of her alone was making his rod hardened and he didn't want any of the servants wanting to bath him, to think they were the ones affecting him.
"Be quick!" he said to the servant holding his sponge and soap and she shivered hearing his cold voice and quickly move to his side.
She rubs the sponge all over him and her hands mistakingly touched his hardened rod as she swallowed and moves to his back to wash him.
A slight moan almost escaped his lips but he bites his tongue in anger to rather send pain down his spine, instead of the pleasure.
The human apologized but he ignored responding to her.
Thru with his bath, they opened the drainage and refilled the large bathtub that looked like a swimming pool with another water.
He relaxed back as he stood in the pool and told them to excuse him as the water was already transparent and they could see his hardness.
The servants nod and left him. While they step out of the bathtub to wear their clothes.
He sighs and finally steps out, collecting his towel from the last servant standing.
Her face lit up in embarrassment seeing his hardened rod and her eyes shone wider as she didn't want to take her gaze of him.
"Leave!" he commanded her in a cold voice and she immediately ran out and steps out from his bathroom.
Wearing back their clothes they left the royal castle and went to prepare to join the rest of the women for the celebration.
Crown Prince Mark sighs after they left him. He steps out from his bathroom and walk over to his wardrobe to wear back his clothes.
He dries up his wet body and long black hair as his hair was also wet. He didn't like the humans touching his head or hair.
They were his slaves and to only touch his body and bathing him was enough torture to them, and all he could endure.
He thought to stop them after his coronation as king, but he knew that wouldn't be possible as he was already used to the naked ladies bathing him.
They were of different sizes and had different size of breast, buttocks but he isn't interested in them even after seeing all their endowment. He was only interested in one female and that was the white looking human, with blonde hair and blue coloured eyes as he remembers the first day she was dragged by his guards and stares into his golden coloured sharp eyes.