I was his favorite although I couldn't tell you why. All the boys looked simular in age hight and weight. I wasn't bad looking but there was a few who were better.
"Nile." The voice that called to me was deep and masculine. A voice that hid the age of its owner well. From just his voice you would think he was in his late thirties, instead the voice belonged to a twenty year old boy.
"Yes Prince Gale?" I knew what he wanted but had to wait for his response. He hated when I rushed, said it made him feel like I was trying to get rid of him.
"Give me a kiss?" He ordered, although it sounded like a request I knew it wasn't.
I walked to the entrance to greet him as usual. The kiss started off sweet and inocent but soon got heated as his tongue demanded entrance. I couldn't help the shiver that ran through me at the feel of his beard against my cheek. We stayed locked together for what felt like forever. When he finally pulled away, delivering kisses to my neck and jaw, I was almost dissapointed.
"See you later love. Peter! Outside now." He yelled the order at one of the other boys. I sighed in relief, not tonight.
Peter gave me a glare on his way out. I didn't apreciate it much. It wasn't my fault the crowned Prince of Aldura took pleasure from brown haired blue eyed boys. It wasn't my fault that I was brought here on my fourteenth birthday same as all the rest of the boys since the prince turned sixteen. It also wasn't my fault that when I showed up Prince Gale grew attatched to me.
The other boys told stories of the horrors that went on in the prince's quarters. The rape, pain and terror. But that was all I had, stories. For the past two years Prince Gale had never once touched me. No one knew why. He would come in, kiss me and then drag one of the other boys off for the night. The other boys all hated me for it. They didn't wan't to take turns being tortured by the prince while I stood perfectly untouched.
A few hours passed before Peter was returned. Like every other night he returned bloody and tear stained, covered in all sorts of fluids. The other boys rushed over to get him cleaned up. I had already given up on helping the others, they would just lash out at me. Prince Gale stood at the door perfectly showered and put together. He usually didn't bring the boys back himself so I was surprised. He smiled when he saw me and walked over. He gave me a kiss in greeting. It wasn't long or intense like before and afterwards he pulled me close and ran a hand through my hair.
"My birthday is next week. I'll be twenty-one. My father will be relinquishing his crown to me. As king I'll be able to do as I please." He told me all this in a soft intimate voice. "I'll be able to do away with all those cheap knock offs."
His last words comfused me. He must have read the question on my face because he continued. "When I'm king it is already known I'll be making you my queen. My father won't be able to stop me then."
My eyes widened in shock. "But Prince Gale... I come from a family of shoe makers. I can not possibly be fit to rule by your side. I thought your father had already made plans to marry you to princess Iona of Pria?"
I was trying to stay as respectful as possible but there was no hiding the terror I felt. His eyes glinted dangerously.
"Does any of that matter? Do you not wan't to be by my side? My father gave up on that marriage contract already when I told him I loved only you." He was definitely enraged.
To calm him down I reached up on my toes and pecked his lips. I had never initiated a kiss with him before and it definitely had the desired effect. When I pulled back I could see his features had softened back into a loving gaze.
"Of course I want to be with you. I just didn't think it was possible." I assured feeling sick to my stomach. I would be married to a monster.
He leaned down and captured my lips once more. "I want to sleep with you tonight. Come back to my room with me?"
