Yashika The uncanny puzzle of KING[ 18+]

10 - THE PUNISHMENT

DIGVIJAY'S POV

After waiting for a while the doors opened again and In walked she. Still in vail shivering in fear. But soon it turned into curiosity as she looked around the giant chamber. She couldn't see me behind the closed curtains but to me she was all clear in front.

She was standing there unaware of my presence.

"Walk over", My booming voice made her jump . Without uttering a single word she took small steps and followed the directions of voice.

"GOOD", saying so, I lifted myself from the bed and pushed the curtains away letting my presence known.

I could see
She didn't give it an ear, her mind was hazed, she was trembling inside. After what happened today it was clear on her face she lost all the confidence of being protected here, had no idea whatsoever, that I rightfully taught that man a lesson of life time.

But it still doesn't matter, because firstly- she was slave, second- I treat her like a THING that means this might be a reflex of being possessive about his things.

"Do you really believe it's a reflex of being possessive about your Property?", a voice in me questioned me what I try to suppress. Something I wish not to answer, YET.
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YASHIKA'S POV

"WOMAN', and that word again. Every time he calls me that name it felt like someone is crushing me under the foot, stabbing my dignity, if I'm left with any?

My voice came out broken, "Pl...Please", I  have no idea how I managed to say that word. The king took a step closer leaving no space between, when I took one  back, desperate to keep the distance.

I did see him raising his brow but didn't comment on my action. "PLEASE WHAT?", his voice was clipped. He crossed his arms, flexing his power.

"PLEASE STOP CALLING ME THAT", finally I mouthed the words, my hands gripped tight. The words  were stuck inside me, since he began calling me that. 

He had a stoic expression on his face. It was hard for me to tell whether the king was angry  or is there something vindictive in his mind.

"Is he going to punish me?", I might have said all out putting up my courage but now I don't want to see his wrath. It's not that I'm scared but, it's VERY painful every time I'm being lashed.

"Pardo....", "Tell me your Name?", His words actually shocked me. I was thinking maybe he'll punish me or insult me and if nothing he'll make me leave.

"Is he really interested to know? I know this sounds stupid but, for a slave this is beyond imagination. All we were addressed as was Dasi (SLAVE), till the day we die. No one bothers to ask what is our name and a King? That is next to impossible.", I couldn't take my eyes off him. I knew it's inappropriate and a punishable crime to even look into your king's eyes straight but I just couldn't break that majestic connection.