The Kings Present

Flame went willingly with the guards looking over her shoulder once to make sure Owain was there and then she didn't look at him again. The king wouldn't take her she would burn before she let him have her. First she had to make sure that Owain would be safe, the same way he had tried to save her.
 
Owain walked behind the party and was directed to his fathers rooms with Flame.

The King was furious. 'Sit - you have defied me and I will not have it, Now you watch!' Two guards bound the protesting Owain to the chair - hitting him several times and drawing blood before leaving.

'Now my pretty' the King turned his attention to Flame
 
Flame was surprised when they brought Owain with them to what she guessed was the Kings rooms. Standing to the side she watched what they did to Owain flinching every time they hit him. At the same time her anger was growing. This was his son how could he stand there and watch this happen.

Flame was simmering under the skin when the guards left and the king turned to her. "You don't want to do this my Lord. I will stay and I will perform and entertain you with me flames but I will not let you take me, nor will I let you hurt Prince Owain any more. If you continue this way it will not end well for you," she told him with a tremble in her voice as she backed up a step.
 
The Kings face broke into a smile - a feral predatory grin. 'I like a struggle girl and you'll come round to my way soon enough'

He selected a thin strip of leather on a table and took a step towards Owain, watching Flame as he did so
 
Her eyes grew wide as the King headed towards Owain, he wouldn't would he. "Don't," she said leaping to the kings side and grabbing his arm. "What kind of person are you to threaten your son this way?" she demanded. Her hands were hot on his skin.
 
The king thrust Flame away and raise the strap - bringing it down on Owain he turned to Flame, a mad glint in his eye.

'Do I carry on?' he dared
 
Stumbling back as he pushed her she flinched and closed her eyes as she heard the strap hit Owain. "NO no more," she said her hands clenched at her side. The king was mad she couldn't reason with him.
 
The king looked to Flame 'so what will we do?' He asked, then brought the strap down again on Owain
 
"Stop it," she cried out to the King. "I will do what you want," she told him, letting her head hang and her hands un clench and hand at her sides. "What does my king wish of me?" she asked him. She needed to get him away from Owain.
 
'a show at first flame, a show.' He placed his hand on Owains shoulders and leaned in low 'now watch boy' he hissed
 
Flame knew he didn't mean a fire show when he asked for a show. She didn't want to do this, but it was for Owain once she got the king away from him then she would be able to help him, but until then she would have to play along. Slowly she started to undress before them. Her eyes focused on the ground as she did this.
 
'ha ha, you see boy, that's how to win a girl like this.' The king leered on at Flame as Owain lowered his head so as to not look.

But the king grabbed his face 'you'll watch, boy, or I'll have the guards pull out your eyes.' Owain spat at his father but set his feace to Flame - searching for her eyes
 
Flame stopped with the shirt that Owain had given her half way off as she watched what went on between father and son. She wouldn't look at the king but her eyes met Owain's for a moment and the flames blazed in her eyes for a moment before she lowered her eyes again and pulled off the shirt completely letting it fall to the floor. Then she undid the strings of the pants and let them drop to the floor revealing herself completely to both men.
 
'beautiful' the king muttered ' now - the show?' he walked round Owain who once again lowered his head, only to receive another lash across his bare shoulders.

Owain could feel the blood on his back and this time screamed loudly
 
Watching under her lashes as the King moved she gasped when Owain was lashed again. "Stop it," she begged him. "What do you want me to show you?"
 
"Everything," she echoed softly, look up at him for the first time her red eyes dancing as she slowly moved back to a seat that was to the side, yet still in front of them. Sitting down in the seat she spread her legs for them to see, her cheeks red but she focuse on the King not daring to look at Owain.
 
Tears began to fall down Owains face as the king moved closer to Flame, 'yes, Yes' he whispered 'more girl, MORE!'
 
Trailing a hand down over her body starting from her neck and working her fingers down. Over her breasts she twirled her fingers around her nipple before going lower.
 
The kings breathing deepend 'you like that girl?' he turned to Owain 'see what you'll never get boy' and lashed Owain again
 
Something snapped within Flame as she saw the king lash him again. As the King brought the leather strap up Flames eyes focused hard on it and suddenly the leather burst into flames. It shrunk and twisted in the kings hand, as the flames licking at his hand too. Flame had a twisted smile on her face, and her hands had stopped moving over her body. "I said stop that" she whispered.
 
the king dropped the leather and took a step back fear crossed his face momentarily, then fury and he drew his dagger ,pointing it at Owain he whispered 'you'd rather I use this, girl?'
 
Nothing Flame did was in her nature but the King was pushing her to act against her nature. Tilting her head she smiled at him still. "No I would rather you played with me than your son. I was yours first wasn't I," she said running a finger over the flesh just above her red curls that covered her mound. "If your worried about my fire, you could always have the dagger on me to make sure I play nice."
 
The king smiled 'see son, they are all the same, you need to take.' He stepped closer and placed the dagger to flames throat as he loosened his belt

'are you wet for me girl?' he hissed
 
Glad and sick at the same time when the king moved towards her, her smile didn't faulter. Not even when he placed the dagger to her throat. Her eyes flicked to Owain for a second and then went back to the king. "Why don't you find out?" she said feeling sick with every word she said, but now that she had the kings complet attention she could help Owain. Pictureing the bindings that the guards had bound him in she pictured them burning from the inside out and not burning him. She felt the small sparks start and start working through his bindings.
 
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