A Crown To Die For

In the beginning

"Where were you born?" The First question came from a double x, a woman.

"On Ierrellia." I replied

"What is your name?" Came the woman's voice again.

"Serangu Opus"

"How old are you?"

"229 Earth moons" WHACK! I felt a stinking sensation on my left cheek as if I'd stood outside in a cold wind too long, though it didn't hurt I knew she'd slapped me.

"I'm not here to do math. Would you like to try again?"

"I'm 19." I tried to keep the irritation out my voice. I could not see the woman, for when we were brought here we were blindfolded, and requested not to remove said object. I could however smell her. The perfume she used was a heavy scent, not one id chosen for myself. Having too much of the flower perfume on should give her a headache. It sure stung my nose.

"Serangu, you will be escorted to your new room soon. I ask that you do not leave the room unless you wish to be punished before you meet your new king. He has the most amazing plan for you girls and I won't have any trouble-makers messing things up." She paused as if in thought. "Didn't you have sisters around your age?" At this question my throat closed up I had a younger sister whom my mother had sent off to the woods until the Zuraynian King's army finished collecting girls. My older sister had long since run away from home.

"No ma'am." I tried to sound scared and sincere. Zuraynans were know to appreciate fear. I felt the woman draw nearer to me, the warmth off her body coming so close to my neck I'm surprised she wasn't touching me. Maybe she was trying to see into my soul. Catch if my pulse was beating too fast but I have two hearts on both sides of my chest. One smaller to help me in old age and one that has grown with me over the years. She would not be able to tell because I could already control all of my bodies functions.

"Serangu... I'd prefer not to marr your skin before you Meet his majesty, but lie to me again and I wont listen to your heart for the truth I will just punish you." She flipped a paper and cleared her throat. "Your families registry lists 5 off spring 2 XX and 3 XY; Where is your sister?!"

"She ran away miss. My family has had a rough few years on our farm in Ierrellia my older sister grew impatient when she turn of age. She ran away the night before she was made new woman of the house. My father had secretly been readying her apartment in the land across from our but she ran the night before he gave it to her." Most of what I had said was true. Although things became much easier for us after Seirellda left. I dared not mention Serallu, my younger sister. She would just be turning 17 in the coming week.

"Transport her." I heard the woman say before I began being wheeled away on the bed I was strapped to. Maybe I should explain how I came to be in this position. Honestly its through no fault of my own, if you ask my father he'd say id volunteer to go. Back then I had wanted a change, not this drastic though!

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The planet of Ierrellia and the planet of Zurayn have been in war for 13 decades but when I was born the war was coming to an end with Zurayn being the victor. A hundred thirty years ago my king offended the Zuraynian king at some galaxian gala or some celebration (probably of peace) and it just so happens my king be the king to mess everything up and plunge our worlds in to war and chaos for two king lifetimes!!!

When the two worlds met for terms to be discussed a new kings was coming into power in Zurayn. His terms were most simple. The Zuraynian King ask for vast amounts of land in Ierrellia, along with whatever treasures of with said land. And people; Servants, grooms men, maids, politicians, apart of our armies and 2 woman between the ages of 17-24 from every family in Ierrellia. While our treaty disputers tried to argue everyone of these terms they could only do away with 3, the politicians' were almost immediately off the hook it took years for the grooms men and maids to be let go of but in place of those terms three more popped but before young women could even be discussed. The Zuraynian King wanted more land, And art to be exported from our home planet to his planet and 50 young men of 20 to 25 to be send to him.

War commenced again and a new treaty was finally accepted. The Zurayn King became the victor with 50 ladies, 200 men, 300 acres of Ierrellian land, and lastly 100 thousand csil gems every 12 new moon.

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I must have been very lost in my thoughts for the throat the was just cleared was not the guard that had wheeled me away, and I was no longer moving.

"Hello?" I called out. SHHHHHHHHH! Came an answer. " If we are going to be stuck here we might as well talk." I stated softly

"Please." Came a rushed whisper "We will get in trouble!" She insisted.

"Who are you?" I murmured.

"Kataina." BOOM! A loud crashed echo in what I assume to be a small waiting room.

"I thought I said no fucking talking!" A masculine voice rawred around me almost making my ears hurt. Well now is this man why we can not talk.

"Can we at least be unblindfolded." I asked softly " We are tied but its not like we are going to run away sir. Have mercy?" Have mercy seemed to be the Ierrellian catch phrase as of late thought it wasn't now for really having any effect.

"What is your name?" The Loud XY voice being much closer this time.

"My family name is Opus."