The Queens Human Pet

Chapter 1

VICTORIA'S POV

As the Queen walked through her palace she couldn't believe her reign had lasted 20 years. I was just heading away from my office where I had to endure the most annoying people on earth. I had just ended many meetings with several business men who wanted to sponsor the twentieth anniversary of my reign ball. It was an important celebration where many nobles, rich, and politicians came to celebrate my reign as queen. To them is was just another way to grab at money.

Even though I have several more meetings later this afternoon I was lucky enough to escape the leaches long enough to be able to have some alone time. In my twenty years of experience I have learned being able to have twenty even only ten minutes of alone time helps a lot.

I walked through the hallways of my palace during my alone time and I began to reflect over my reign as queen. I remember back to the passing of my father and how difficult of a time it was. I had just turned 24 and my father had past away from a heart condition. Even though it meant I became queen it still hurt me deeply. I grew up always knowing I would become queen because I was the first born child. It didn't matter if you were female or male if you were first born you become king or queen.

My family's reign started many centuries ago when my great great great great great grandfather Henry Moterra rose up against a tyrannical government and declared himself king. He then started the very wealthy and successful Kingdom of Moterra. Once he had power and the support from his people he went onto conquer the rest of the world. It was a slow and arduous process but after he had passed away he had conquered over 57 percent of the world.

With his power he could have been a cruel and overpowering dictator but he wasn't. Because he grew up under a tyrannical government he always strived to give his people and the countries he conquered the best life conditions possible. He never forced the countries he conquered to give up their way of life or customs and because of this he became a very loved king. He then taught these ideals to his son, Alexander Moterra, who took over the kingdom after his father passed. He continued his work in striving for the best in his kingdom and once he passed they had successfully conquered 78 percent of the world.

Even though King Alexander was a great king it was his son the great King Henry II who is one of the most famous rulers of the Moterras. 12 years into his reign he led his army into the last remaining country and took it over making the Kingdom of Moterra the one and only kingdom on the planet.

After the Great King Henry II's death his daughter Victoria, who I am named after, took over making her the first Queen of Moterra. Queen Victorias son took over, my grandfather, then after his death my father took over as king. After the death of my father I became the second queen of Moterra. 20 years later I am regarded as one of the best leaders of Moterra.To be honest the kingdom of Moterra wasn't and still isnt perfect for example there were many uprisings and a civil war but we always come out on top.

My parents after having me had 10 other children. I have 6 brothers and 4 sisters. Many of my brothers and sisters are leading the hundreds of city states that make up my kingdom. The several city states get to elect their leader but they all answer to me

I was brought out of my thoughts when I heard a commotion coming down the hall. I saw 3 guard pursuing after a little boy who had to be a only 10 years old. The little boy had dark brown hair, bright blue eyes and his clothes weren't clothes at all they were torn up rags. He also had a loaf of bread in his hands and was clutching it to his chest like his life depended on it. When the boy got closer she could see the fear radiating in his eyes bright blue eyes.

When the boy got close to me we made eye contact and he froze with fear as he recognized the queen was standing right in front of him. The guards used this opportunity to tackle the boy to the ground. He began to scream and tried kicking the guard away from him. One of the guards noticed the queen was standing right in front of them and he quickly bowed to me while the other guard tried arresting the boy "My apologies your highness this peasant somehow made it into the palace. He slipped under a hole under the outer wall" he explained.

I stood there not really listening to the guard but was mesmerized by the little boy struggling under the guard still trying to escape. "We found him stealing from the kitchen and he ran from us" The guard then picked up the boy and he continued to struggle.

"What will you do with him" I asked the guard. "He will be thrown in a cell until we figure out what to do with him your highness" The guard replied to my question.

As they were about to take him away I stopped them "Stop...take him to my chambers" The guard looked very confused at what I had just said "But your highness" He started to complain "Are you refusing an order captain" I stared him with all the authority I could muster, which was alot. The guard quickly shook his head "No your highness I apologize your highness" He said bowing to me. "Good now take him to my chamber and look the door behind you" I said to him.

After the guards had left I went to my other meetings before going back to my chambers. I unlocked the door and walked in expecting to have to search for the boy because my chambers are massive. The bedroom alone is the size of a regular house. After that there was the master bath containing a beautiful jewel encrusted shower and bathtub and also have a hot tub in the corner. On the other side I have my own private study connecting to my bedroom which is different to my office which is down the hall more which is where I conduct my meetings.

The second I open the two large doors I found the little boy curled up in the corner of the room near my bed. When I shut the door he looked up his face radiating with even more fear than earlier. I silently walked over to him with a plate of food and sat down a few feet in front of him. I placed the plate in front of him and sat there still waiting to see what he does.

The boy looked up at her with a cautious glare but the desire to eat soon took over and he began to eat. I smiled and as he ate reached over and gently ran my fingers through his hair. I then finally let him know what I had been thinking since the moment I saw him "How would you like to be my pet" She asked

I know it sounds ridiculous but it's becoming more of a trend with the rich to take in the homeless or really poor peasants and make them their pets. They dont abuse them or make do wierd stuff all they do is is take them into their home and take very well care of them. They will pet them put a collar that's comfortable on them but its all consensual. If the person doesnt want to then they wont make them. But alot of homeless and peasants have started accepting since its much better than living on the streets or not able to pay for food.

I had been thinking about doing this but I have been very busy that last few years. But when I saw him running from the guard I felt bad and wanted to give him a good home.

I sat there watching the expression on the boy trying to read what he was thinking...