~HEARTS & FANGS~

20: YOUR FATHER'S WHORE👅

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YOUR FATHER'S WHORE👅

It was the gloaming. It was a very sad and angry gloaming. She sighed frustratedly as she ate yet another lonely meal. It was the fault of all those bitches, the seven empress candidates. It had been about a week since the day that she had sparred publicly with the emperor. The day that she had had him all to herself. Well, things had changed by the morrow that followed.

Princess Nicolette had stolen him at morning light for a ride in the ever green fields. Princess Zoë had had him for breakfast, one that she had personally prepared. She had forcefully joined them and had had to face the pain of being ignored both by the Emperor and the host of the breakfast banquet throughout the entire meal. Then came Aquariana Genevieve who had had him for a tour of the garden. He had once promised her in passing that he would show her around the garden when he had noticed she loved the beauty of growing things.

Princess Melanie was fortunate to fill in her spot by being his sparring partner till the lunch hour came. She had used the excuse of trying to be better than her current self to hook him. Princess Helen had then curried him into having lunch with her, following after Princess Zoë's footstep by preparing the meal herself. Princess Jocasta had requested an audience with him which he had granted just after lunch hour. She had then proceeded to entertain him with her dancing and singing skills that were beautiful. Well, he had had the guts to invite her, carrying her along and then ignoring her completely when they were there, eyes fixed on the dancing lady till the end. She had left halfway through the erotic dance, quite infuriated to the core of her bones. Then, matters of state had stolen him until dinner. She had waited for him to come dine with her as promised.

Imagine how mad she had been when Xiera had come to inform her that she had better eat for the Emperor was dining with Hera-Mera, his affianced already. She had screamed and stomped on everything possible and had gone to bed without food, completely fed full with his raw annoying audacity. She had chosen not to play the fool and interrupt their dinner for that would surely please the both of them so greatly for having played her around. The Draco Lady had a way of belittling her actions with her eyes in a way that made her feel so low, inferior. Another thing that pained her was the fact that they were good friends. They tended to get along so well these days that she felt like she was a complete outsider in their company. So, recently, she had either opted out of their company if they collided or avoided them if she happened upon them or if they even invited her perchance.

She had gone to sleep without him, completely pained and very vivid about the reason of her pain that she wished that it were not so. She realized then that she was beginning to like the emperor. She had chosen to go to bed then rather than face him lest her emotions betrayed her when she saw him. And so it was for the days that followed. She avoided him as if he was plagued by a horrible contagious disease. He in turn ignored her completely, turning to those seven empress candidates, playing on her emotions. Oh and did it anger her?! Yes, yes it did, so very much!! Sometimes when she happened upon them, she was tempted to fight them off him, scratch and claw at their desperate faces and warn them thoroughly to stay away from him because he was hers. He himself had told her so. But, she always held her head up high, keeping her dignity as she passsed by them without doing a thing.

Many things got to her like Nicolette whom he kept calling Colette in a husky voice that was only meant for seduction. There was also Zoë whom he praised all the time, and Melanie whom he chose over her to spar with and above all, Jocasta who he always wanted to see dance. That pervert! But what infuriated her the most was Hera-Mera who he flirted with quite openly at every occasion. It all angered her, almost beyond control. But somehow, she always managed to keep her explosive anger in check, withstanding the urge to give in to each provocation. This was especially when any of them gave her any sleazy degrading look whenever they encountered her, Princess Hera-Mera in particular. That Zoë Xing also troubled her, even more than the bitch Hera-Mera. This was because Zoë's insults were almost always verbally. She insulted her at the slightest of opportunities. She had once confronted the lady for doing so, especially for always calling her a dirty little whore in replacement of a greeting to her face.