My Choice

Chapter 7

I was going to have to visit my uncle. I hadn't seen him in thirteen years. The last time I had was when I was six and he was fighting with father. I pack my bags and prepare to leave. It would be a four day journey to his kingdom and I had a long ride ahead of me. I throw my luggage into the carriage before a hand grabs me from behind.
"Where do you think you are going?" I sigh, facing him.
"I told you this already, Dain. I'm going to visit my uncle."
"Not without us." Berinon says as he walks up to the both of us.
"Guys, it's my uncle. I'll be perfectly safe. There is no need for you to come with me." They raise a brow.
"Really? If Henry is working for your uncle and he's done what he's done, how do you think your uncle will be?"
"I'm sure that's Henry's doing, not my uncle's." They didn't budge. Instead, they climb in the carriage, take a seat, and wait for me to get in. Asher leans against the carriage, his foot propped up on the side. He stares at me. "Well? Aren't you getting in?" I sigh once more. There's no escaping this. I climb in while Asher climbs on top the carriage. He whips the horses and they take off. About an hour or two in, I laid my head down on Dain's shoulder since he had the window seat and I was stuck in between him and Berinon. Dain smiled,"Tired already?" I nodded sleepily. Berinon, obviously jealous, wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. Dain sensed this and pulled me to where my head was on his lap. Berinon clicks his tongue in annoyance but doesn't do anything.
I chuckle quietly to myself. A yawn followed suit. My eye lids feel heavy and slowly close. With a few stops, we finally arrived at my uncle's. I take a deep breath and step out of the carriage. Not a moment after, three men put us in shackles and drag us inside the mysterious castle. The hallways were dark and the painting in those halls were pictures of soldiers, women, and my uncle. Weapons hung on the walls also. The guards take us to the thrown room and throw us to the stone cold floor. A man with dark brown eyes and a grim looking face walks in and sits on the thrown that was placed in front of us. His frown turned into a smirk shortly after seeing my face. He stands up and walks towards me. "Well, isn't this a pleasant surprise? My own niece come to visit me. How splendid! And who are these three strapping young gentlemen you have with you? Your boyfriends? Naughty girl. A girl after my own heart!" My uncle takes my shackles in his hand and helps me up off the ground. We walk over to his thrown and he puts me back down on the floor. "I'm sorry for this rude welcoming but you see I'm not the most hospitable host when it comes to my brother." I look up at him curiously. "Why do you hate your brother?" He looks down at me smiling. "Oh, she can speak. Well, when your father and I-" "He's not my father anymore!" He smile turns back into a smirk."He's even ruined his relationship with you. Oh, so tragic. As I was saying, we were oh about your age and were sitting in the room with our dying father. I was the eldest so naturally the kingdom would pass down to me, but my father chose my brother. I was outraged! I've hated him ever since that day and I vowed to take over his kingdom and take away everything he loves." I stare in shock. I turn my gaze to the two brothers that are glaring at the guards that held them captive. King Sadon grabs my chin so I was now facing him. "Why did you come here, my dear?"he asks. "I want to know who Henry is and why he is working for you." His smirk widens. "Did you hear that? She came because of you. Oh, isn't that precious?" A large door opens to reveal a hooded figure. "Yes, I heard. How touching. I knew she'd fall for me." I laugh. "As if I'd fall for a pervert such as yourself!" Henry takes off his hood and walks over to us. He then grabs my bound hands and pulls me to him. "Oh but you will. Even if I have to force the love into you." He moves his hands down to my waist and one gropes my butt. I hear the boys growl and trying to shake free. My uncle speaks up,"Now, now. Behave yourself, Henry. This is my niece after all. You'll have your time with her later. It seems these men deeply care for her. How intriguing. This should be quite interesting." Now it was Asher's turn to speak. "Why do you have us bound like this? Let us go! What do you want from us?" My uncle looks at him quite amused. "Nothing from you, my boy. You and your friends shall be escorted to the dungeon shortly. However, my business is with you, Ryia." I look at him, still in Henry's grasp. "What do you want from me?" "Not necessarily from you but from your father, King Rowen. I want his thrown, his kingdom, and his head. I want to steal everything from him. Starting with his dearest daughter that he treasures so much. He may not show it, dear one, but he loves you. He always did. He only treated you that way to protect you." "Protect me from what?" His smirk widens,"From me." He snaps his fingers and the guards take my friends away. "Asher! Guys!" I yell, breaking free of Henry's grasp. I run to them and wrap myself around them, trying to protect them. A guards pulls me off and throws me three feet away. I fall on the ground and hit my head hard on the floor. A tiny stream of blood trickled down my face. The room started going blurry but I fought to stay conscious. I hear my name being called so I look back at the boys. Asher mouthed something like "Fight!" before he and the others were drug from my sight. I turn back to my uncle. I stand up slowly, grab the knife that I had hid in my dress, and ran towards him. He didn't even flinch. He sat there smiling as Henry grabbed my arm and pulled it behind my back. He pulled on it making me drop the blade. My uncle gets up from his thrown and waves his hand at Henry. "Farewell, my dear. I have important business to take care of. Henry will be taking care of you while you stay here. Good night." He walks out the room and leaves me alone with Henry. I stand there trying to comprehend what just happened. Henry pulls me out the room and down a dark staircase. "Where are you taking me?" I question. He opens a door to reveal a blood red bedroom. I sigh.Why can't it ever be blue? He sits me on the bed and throws me a skimpy looking red nightgown. "I'm not wearing this, pervert!" He chuckles,"There's that feistiness I love so much. You don't get to choose. Either you put it on yourself or I'll put it on you." I quickly grab the nightgown and walk towards him. "Unchain me." He raises a brow. "Just so you know, I've locked the door and there are no windows so you can't escape." He pulls out a key and unlocks my shackles. It feels so good to have those off. I quickly walk to the bathroom and change. After I finish, I look at myself in the mirror. I disgust myself. "I'm waiting." Henry calls from the bedroom. I step out of the bathroom a blushing mess. I look at him. He was already shirtless and had black shorts on. He didn't look bad at all. He sees my eyes examining him and smirks. "Like what you see?" My blush spreads. "I-I was just imagining a blade piercing through you." His smirk widens.  "I know what you were imagining and it wasn't that." I stand uncomfortably under his gaze. He looks at me and groans. "The things I'm going to do to you." My eyes widen in fear. I see the keys to the door laying by his coat. I grab them and try to unlock the door. A pair of strong arms wrap around me and throw me onto the bed. He grabs the keys and puts them in a high place so I can't reach them. He shakes his head,"Damn it! I didn't think I'd have to do this but you've left me no choice." He takes some silky red string and ties my wrists to the headboard. I struggle with all my might. "It's no use, sweetheart. I'm stronger than you." He stares down at me. I am  caged underneath him and he's loving seeing me like this. "I'm going to make you feel so good that you won't even be able to resist me." He kisses my neck gently and travels all the way up to my lips. He bites my bottom lip asking for entrance. I decline so he roughly grabs my right breast making me gasp. He takes this opportunity to slip his tongue inside my mouth. He massages my breasts causing a moan to slip past my lips. He pulls away from the kiss, smirking. "I know you're enjoying this." I glare at him. "Get the hell off me!" I feel a pain in my head and the room starts spinning. Henry sighs and grabs some bandages for my head. "I'm going to kill that guard." He fixes up my head and unties my hands. My eyes close and I quickly fall asleep. Henry chuckles and lays down beside me. "Goodnight, princess."