Emerald

The Evil King Himself

Emerald

His grip in my hair tightens more and tears start to fill my water line. A whimper escaped my mouth at the shock of being handled this way mixed with the pain from my head. "Don't worry my darling soon I'll have you making that noise over and over again" he pulls my body closer to his and releases my jaw to run his ran down the outside of my body. When he rakes his hand up my leg my dress comes up slightly and he grabs my thigh tightly leaving fingerprint bruises behind.

He groans as he leans his head close to my neck and inhales my scent deeply. He hesitantly drops my dress back down and leans back once more to stare at me. He releases my head and takes a step back before speaking "Take her" was all he said, and the guards griped both my arms and started dragging me to his carriage.

After I was thrown into carriage my mind caught up with what was happening, and I instantly tried to open the door to escape. The door however was locked from the outside and then I felt the carriage start to move beneath me back down the path away from the small village where I've been staying.

How could my parents ever find me now? How stupid could I be thinking this would work! Now look at me captured and in the hands of an evil King that even his own people feared. I sat on the floor in the middle of the carriage and hugged my knees to my chest. How could I get out of this and get back home now. I have no idea where this carriage is going and no clue how to get back.

I stare out the window at the sky which has gotten considerably darker the clouds no longer seem cheerful and puffy but dimmed and flat. The trees below no longer held beauty or color but instead turned into gray blobs behind my tears. I sobbed for my parents. I sobbed for the loss of my freedom. All taken because this man thinks he has rights to me. Little does he know without these pills I could overtake him easily but if I stopped taking them, he would sniff me out faster than my powers would return.

It's been a while sense the carriage took off and I'm starting to wonder if we are heading straight for the castle. Meaning no way to try an escape. The sky is only getting darker and I'm starting to get the urge the use the washroom. I squirm a little bit on the floor shifting to release some pleasure on my bladder. I wipe my eyes with the back of my hand and lean against the cushioned chairs.

This can't be happening; I can't be here with him. King Ivan has already proven not to be a gentle man by any means. The way he so freely touched me sickened me to my very core. Even though I didn't want his touch, and still don't it caused my body to have a reaction and that is what is really disgusting about it and makes me feel dirty. The fact that I know he could smell the unwanted reaction made me even more mortified. But none of that compares to the constant thought that he can come back and finished what he started in the field. I don't want to be taken by him he disgusts me in every way.

I have to think of a way to get free, if he gets me to his castle all hope is lost for me. The next break I have to run and get as far away as I can before they notice. I can hear people talking outside, but they never unlock the carriage door. We've probably been traveling for hours now, and the familiar bloating has started to form below my stomach. The pain is starting to get too much to bear, and I constantly have to shift my legs.

After a few more minutes I cant take it anymore, so I weakly stand on wobbly legs and limp to the door and start to yell for help. The carriage stops and almost makes me lose my balance, so I grab the door to steady myself but suddenly the door is ripped open and almost makes me fall to the ground. Ivan stands there breathing hard, and his eyes have changed from that piercing dark brown to a bright gold color. He sees the way I'm standing and rolls his eyes stepping out of the way to let me out of the carriage "Come on and don't try anything. You'll regret it" he says harshly while pulling out a rope from his bag.