Forced to Choose (closed)

[TirithIre]

Ethan could see the way her form trembled... he could see that her body was lost for that moment at least to the delightful sensations that he was causing within her... and was quite proud. Even as he helped her up from her position though, his eyes watched her as he did, intent clearly kept within his own.

Even as he kissed her, the fight within her amused him... and in a more primal way, aroused him. She was clearly surprised by everything to do with this... and even as he felt her surrender herself to him, he also took his time in overwhelming her defenses, taking away each one piece by piece and replacing it with a submissiveness most women didn't know.

Even as he 'let her go' though he watched the nude woman return to the piled mounds of fabric of her dress, and pulling it on, he made sure that she felt his eyes completely over her form, before he 'let her go' to return to her father, and let her go. Whether she thought it herself or not, she WAS a lucky woman that he 'wanted her'... and though she was blinded by her own outrage, she could see her father wasn't.

Even as she sat with her father though within a few moments the sounds of a carriage being pulled by horses was heard... Ethan appearing at the door quietly, he watching them for a moment, before he cleared his throat. " Kaitlyn, it is time to be going." He remarked... he had an entire world to show her that she had never known.

She would be basically his concubine, but that brought a lot of power with it as well... much more than she probably knew, nor even appreciated at the moment. He would marry her... she would be his queen... but they both knew, her body, was his ultimate 'prize'... he would fill it with child and make her bear him heirs to the throne... a throne that would some day be his own!

 

[MadameNyx]

Kaitlyn stayed unmoving for a minute longer after she head the prince's- her future husband's voice, committing the moment to her memory. Slowly she rose and, very gently, kissed her father's forehead, giving him a small smile. She really would miss the old man. "I'll visit as much as I can, Papa." she said in a soft voice before making her way towards the doors. Stopping at the threshold, she gave her old home a last look before stepping outside.

Once outside, the young redhead followed the young prince quietly towards the carriage, no even glancing at it, even though she had certainly never ridden inside one before. Everything felt a little overwhelming now. She was still a little angry but, mostly, she just felt alone and more than a little scared of the unknown that awaited her in this new life.

Briefly, she lifted her eyes to glance at him. Would he truly care for her, keep her safe if only tied up sometimes? Or would he turn out to be a tyrant and have her be worse than a slave?

 

[TirithIre]

It was still a mystery how the prince and future king would treat her... mostly because he himself didn't truly know. He did know though that he was going to have her with him... and strangely enough, that was a re-assuring thought. Even as she bid adeu to her father though he lead her to the carriage, and climbing in after her, he settled into the seat with a smirk on his face.

" Come now, there is no need to be all silent... this can be a wonderful thing... if you accept it." He remarked, and even as he saw her eyes briefly lift, he leaned back slightly, looking right to her. " If you have questions, I suggest you speak them now... when we reach the castle there will un-doubtedly be an uproar... I am sure my father will not be happy with my choice... but it IS the one choice I get."

Even as he said that though he looked to her slightly as he shifted, he wondering whether she would speak. This could go 'either way'... she could accept her 'fate', or she could fight it, and end up no-where. It really was... up to her!

 

[MadameNyx]

The young redhead frowned at the prince's words. Slowly, she turned her green eyes outwards, using a hand to move the drapes away from the cartridge window to look at the passing farms. She found him to be a strange man. Why would he go to so much trouble to take her if it would just upset the king. Deciding to ask, she took a deep breath.

"Why me?" she asked in a soft voice "If choosing a peasant like me as a pet or wife or whatever.... if it would make the king so angry... why not choose a noble? You would've had your pick of them. I'm sure they fawn all over you all the time..."