The Taste and Price of Victory

The Sentence

!WARNING!

Mentions of sex, rape, and abuse. Read at your own risk. If you're triggered by these things, stop here.

Amira sighed, looking at the door in front of her. She had been captured a week ago by Riko, the general of the Dark Army. They had paraded her in front of the royalty of Leoniga. The king had looked on her in disgust, exactly like the queen. The crown prince had looked upon her with interest, but not in a good way.

She was forced to wait day after day in this room, waiting on the moment she would be summoned by the royals. She knew it was likely she would either be killed or repurposed, neither of them good for her. 

She sighed, wincing when the door opened in front of her. She rose to her feet, leaving her head down. 

A male voice sounded from in front of her,"Amira Rose, you have been summoned by King Ethan and Queen Ella for your trial. Follow me, and don't try anything."

She nodded, making her voice sound small,"Of course."

Her blood was raging like fire in her veins. She wanted to destroy this guard in front of her. She knew she could take him. She was the strongest general the Diamond Army had ever had. She could take him, she knew, but not the other guards. She would be taken down in the process, and her sentence would be even worse. 

She allowed the guard to cuff her hands behind her back, wincing when she felt his breath on her neck.

The guard moved closer to her, pressing his lips to her shoulder and whispering,"You're quite attractive for a general. If I ask nicely, I'm sure you could have a turn with me before you die."

Her blood boiled, realizing what he was implying,"I'd never sleep with you."

He bit her neck harshly, making her jump before he backed away,"We'll see. You may not have a chance."

Amira's vision went red as he shoved her down the halls, and she tasted blood in her mouth. She clenched her jaw, trying to calm down. She knew she would rather die than ever sleep with any of these men. 

Before she knew it, she was standing in front of a door, watching it open in front of her. 

As soon as the door opened, the room went quite. The guard behind her shoved her forward, causing her to stumble. The guards on either side of the door seized her, walking her to the tall thrones at the far wall. 

She stumbled, seeing the prince from the parade. She quickly looked at the ground, finally stopping. The guards forced her to her knees, standing on either side of her.

The queen spoke first,"My, my, my, look who we have here. A member of the Diamond Army. How sweet."

The king spoke next,"Now, Ella, we must keep our opinions to ourselves."

The room burst into laughter, causing Amira to grow anxious. She didn't know what to expect or what would happen next. 

The prince spoke, silencing the room,"I don't believe she is a member, Mother. I believe she was the general."

Amira looked up at them, saying,"I am the general of the Diamond Army."

A familiar male voice sounded from behind her,"Your most royal majesties."

The king and queen looked behind her, but the prince kept her eyes on him. He smirked, causing her to look away.

The king spoke,"Ah, Riko. We're thrilled you could come. Come, stand beside us."

Riko brushed pasted Amira, causing her to stiffen,"Of course. It would be an honor."

He stood beside the king, smirking down at Amira. She knew what was going to happen next, though. There would be a debate. They would weigh their options on what to do with her. From there, they would decide what to do with her.

The prince spoke first,"Father, I want to keep her as my personal pet."

The entire room stared at him in shock. Amira froze, eyes wide with terror. 

"This isn't how these things are supposed to go. He's trying to play something, but what does he want?" Amira thought to herself.

The king laughed,"Well, my son, you're quite smart. We really should do something with her to keep her alive! It would truly be a shame to have to kill her."

The queen looked slightly nervous,"Ethan, are you sure that we should let Dalton have her? What if she does something to him?"

The king, Ethan, laughed at her,"Ella, she's stupid, but there's no way she's that stupid." 

The room erupted into laughter, causing Amira to flinch. This was worse than any punishment she could've had. Who knew what Prince Dalton had planned for her? 

Before she could do anything else, she was drug to her feet, being shoved out the door. She couldn't fight them, she knew, but she tried anyway.

She screamed at the king, turning her head,"No! You can't do this! I will destroy you!"

King Ethan laughed, watching his son head down to help subdue her,"I can do whatever I want. I'm the King."

Amira watched in horror as Prince Dalton grabbed her arms, shoving her out of the throne room. She went limp, forcing him to half carry-half drag her down the hall.

Prince Dalton spoke to her calmly,"You may think I'm evil, but this isn't true. I can be a kind lover. However, if I have to, I can be a cruel lover. You can choose which you would rather me be. But, we have some rules we must establish first, though."

He opened a door, shoving her into the room and slamming her against a wall,"You won't run from me. You will do whatever I say. You will be the perfect pet for me. Understood?"

Amira grit her teeth together, barely keeping her cool,"I will never obey you. I would rather die."

He smirked, staring at her coldly,"Too bad. You're mine now. I will do whatever I want with you. If I want you to get on your knees and suck my cock, you will. If I tell you to undress and bend over on a bed, you will. If I tell you to sleep beside me, you will."

Amira started shivering, realizing what he wanted with her. He wanted a sex slave. He wanted someone to pleasure him. He wanted to use her.

He released her, allowing her to move slightly,"Am I understood, Amira? Do not make me repeat myself."

She nodded, not saying anything. She looked at her feet, trying to hide her terror. She had no weapon to defend herself with. She had no choice of what to do. 

He smiled, grabbing her head to tilt her head up,"Good. Now, unfortunately, I must leave you. I will be back soon, though. I'll get one of the maids and guards to come by later to help you pick out a wardrobe. Please me with what you choose, and maybe you'll get some say in what happens."

Before she could say anything, he kissed her, leaving with a smirk on his face. He slammed the door, and the sound echoed throughout the room.

Amira fell to the ground, collapsing under what had just happened. If she couldn't keep it together after one kiss, how would she survive every night of being raped. 

Author's Note:

Hey, guys! This is the first official chapter of The Taste and Price of Victory! I hope you have enjoyed! This is just a small chapter! Hopefully the next ones will be longer!  (Unless you want shorter chapters! Let me know in the comments!) How do you think this will turn out? What do you think Amira will choose in her wardrobe to please Dalton! Stay tuned for the next chapter! Cya in the next one! Bye, peeps!