The Fate In Us

Chapter Ten

Mojina Kingdom

Almon had been "missing" for three days. Zahannah was freaked out, and also terrified. She often cried herself to sleep and refused Ray's touch. He knew the war was beginning- but he also knew that he couldn't let Zahannah or Almon out of his sight. Almon was beat every day, and by that point his chest and back was covered in welts, bruises, and scars. He had gone numb and never spoke. Zahannah missed him more than she thought she could.

Zahannah stripped down to nothing as she turned the bath water on. It filled the glass tub, which was seethrough. She stuck her finger into it, winced at the heat, then slowly lowered herself into the burning water. Tears stung at her eyes as it burned her skin. Zahannah finally cursed aloud, then slapped her hand over her mouth and let the tears fall. Ray cracked the door open. "Are you alright, my love?"

Zahannah covered her breasts with her arms. "I'm fine."

He entered the bathroom, then shut the door behind him. "Why are you hiding yourself from me?"

"Please leave. This is my private time." She sunk further under the water, hoping that he couldn't see. She forgot the entire tub was clear.

"Ah. Allow me to join you." He began to rip his clothes off. Once he finished, Ray climbed into the tub with her. "Fuck! Why the hell is it so hot!?"

She stared at his genitals. Oh. How small. "I enjoy heat."

Ray's gaze followed hers. His lips grew into a smirk. "You like what you see?"

"Actually, no. Please leave me."

Ray reached out and grabbed her breasts. Zahannah shrieked, kicked him in the privates, then fell out of the tub. She grabbed her towel, dress, and corset, then sprinted from the bathroom to her chamber. Ray gritted his teeth together. "Bitch." He sighed. "I'll go take my anger out on that douche." He changed himself, then calmly walked to the slave chambers. Almon was located in the farthest door with the heaviest bolts and locks. Ray opened them, then stepped inside. Almon was completely limp.

"Rise and shine, fucker," Ray cooed. No response, as expected. Ray chuckled and examined the marks he made on Almon. "Zahannah won't accept my love anymore. I suppose you'll pay the price. Have you seen her naked before? Lovely body, if you ask me."

Silence. Ray took a knife and pressed it against Almon's throat. "Speak. Or else I'll kill her."

"Please," he choked out, his voice raspy. "Don't."

Ray laughed. "Quite hysterical, Almon. You're desperate for a little girl who's... what, two years younger than you? How pathetic."

He didn't respond.

Ray sighed in boredom. "You're no fun anymore, Almon."

Upstairs, Zahannah had finished dressing. She was wondering the palace halls, trying to find an escape. Each window and door was heavily guarded by men. When she finally gave up, she sat besides a pillar and closed her eyes painfully. Voices approached her. Two guards were laughing loudly. "Yeah, so long story short, I fucked her and got her pregnant!"

The other man laughed loudly. Zahannah's jaw clenched and she scooted around so she wouldn't be seen. "Yo, where's Boss at?"

"I think he's with that prince."

"What about his girl?"

"Fuck. She's hot."

"She's too young."

"I don't care. Pussy is pussy."

They both chuckled. Zahannah rose to her feet and stepped in front of the men. "I heard you like sex, hm?" She purred. Her heart broke when she realized what she was about to do. She had adjusted her dress so more cleavage showed.