My Highlander, My Love, Part Three:Forbidden Love, The Greatest Love Story Ever Told.

Basillia the Princess of Spain

Princess Basillia walked through the palace as if she were already the rightful Queen of Scotland, her shoulders were squared backwards, her chin tilted slightly upwards, and her big, black eyes cold as ice as she glanced at the female slaves that were lined up against the walls of the Great Hall. 

The slaves, all twenty of them, bowed in front of the Princess of Spain, until she called out to them in a  voice sharp as Crystal, "You may rise now!" 

The Kings mouth widen into a smile, he already approved of the Princess of Spain, she would make a wonderful addition to the royal family. She was strong and well fitted to become the Queen of Scotland one day.

"You!" Princess Basillia said, pointing a finger at one of the slave girl that was about to walk away with the other slaves. "Come here and kneel before me!"

Trembling with fear, the young slave girl walked before the princess and kneeled before her as told.

Looking down at her feet, Princess Basillia lips thinned as she grinned at the slave girl, "

"What is your name?

"Lea." The girl said, and her eyes shifted to her feet.

The princess's eye brow's arched, "Lea?"

"Aye, my Princess." 

"Stand!" 

The slave girl slowly lifted herself to her feet. 

The Princess of Spain raised her right hand and slapped Lia hard across her face, and almost sent her flying across the marble floor. "Next time I catch you whispering secrets when I'm speaking, I will personally whip you until you bleed to death, do you understand?" 

"Aye."

"As of this moment forward, you are to serve me and only me, you will be my personal slave and I will make you regret the day you were born! Go straight into my chambers, and await my arrival!" The Princess said coldly.

The slave quickly walked away almost tripping over her feet as she hastily climbed the stairs two at a time, and disappeared from the royals view.

The King stood frozen in his steps, he was impressed with the Princess of Spain, and he knew that she would make a ruthless Queen one day, and that is exactly what his country needed, he thought, as he escorted Basillia to the queen's chambers. 

Even before Basillia opened her mouth to speak, the Queen knew that her son was in deep trouble if he married the the ice princess. Pulling herself into a sitting position, the Queen plastered a fake smile on her face and welcomed her. 

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you Basillia." The Queen lied, as she averted her eyes and noticed the way the Kings eyes were hungrily glued to the princess. "Please, have a seat and make yourself comfortable, we have much to talk about."

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An hour later, Princess Basillia walked into her chambers and slammed the door shut. The King will be a piece of cake to deal with, she thought, but she wasn't sure about the Queen.  Her mouth curved into a wicked grin, "I'm going to smash you under my feet when I'm done with you, queenie!" She muttered under her breath, as she looked around the room and found the slave girl standing by the window. 

Immediately the slave bowed and remained in that position until Basillia called her name. "Lea, come here and help me out of my gown!" 

Lea hurriedly walked over to where the Princess stood, "Unbutton my gown!" The Princess commanded.

Lea walked behind Basillia and started to unbutton the buttons on the back of the Princess's satin gown. When she was done, she pulled the sleeves off the Princess's shoulders, and the gown fell to her  waist.