❤Majesty❤ - (2doc) Fanfiction

Chapter 10: The Dogs

I do not support abusive relationships! This is strictly fiction and if you are in one, don't trust the person. Please get help!

Anyways let's get this done because shit hits the fan.

Also trigger warning for abuse

Dinner was awkward at first. Everyone stared at me as I took my seat beside the king's red velvet and gilded chair. My chair looking like a fold out compared to his. The table was being filled with delectable treasures and out of the corner of my eye I seen purple hair rush around the corner and heels tapping quickly. Groaning inwardly I knew Noodle was watching. As the rest of the royal committee filed into the room they all took their respective seats. Each of them giving me a puzzling look before setting a napkin onto their lap, I took that as cue to do the same. I could just imagine what they were thinking, "King has a new toy?" "Isn't that the singing rabbit?", "what is that thing doing here?"

Each treat laid upon the table was placed perfectly on a golden platter. Once everything was perfect the Chef announced each dish, some strange words I would have no idea how to even begin spelling. The chef finished speaking and the committee began loading their plates with food, each of them taking large servings. My stomach rumbled but each time I shifted to grab something I got a stare from the king to sit back. I whined and watched them all begin to eat. Only a few minutes in they all set down their utensils and nodded towards the king. This led him to begin choosing what he wanted. It suddenly occurred to me they were all the taste testers for poison. He didn't want me to get a bad piece either. This made my cheeks glow red; the king was sweeter than he let on.

Something very specific on the table caught my eye, a cream looking cake that smelt like carrots. Was this purposefully ordered? I stared at it, wanting it so badly. Rabbits did truly love carrots and I was no exception. It was all the way at the end of the table. A maze of other dishes such as roasted turkey, Scallop Sashimi, Vegan Charcuterie, Lemon Confit and some vegetable dishes. Murdoc noticed my lustful eyes and snapped his fingers. A maid quickly coming to his side, he whispered some words to her and she then took my plate, out of confusion I looked towards the ruler in disappointment. Did I do something wrong? Why did she take my plate? Searching for a response in his turned away face. He simply began eating as though I wasn't there. I didn't even notice the maid gently set the filled plate in front of me. It was loaded with vegan foods and the carrot cake! I was giddy to dig in but I thanked the maid first, earning a warm smile in response. It was strange being served on and what was stranger is that the King cared enough to have my plate filled.

The dinner was quiet but once chatter did begin it was about the fiancés about the kingdom, new legislation and new buildings to be added. Nothing of my concern so I kept filling up my stomach, enjoying each bite like I haven't ate in days. Something I did notice is that all through the dinner the maids kept refilling the king's cup with a red wine looking substance. I counted when I wasn't occupied in my food. He was up to six. Either way I could get use to this treatment though, up until I heard a comment from two of the members at the end of the table, "How long will this one last?"

"I give him a month"

"You think he'll be killed after?"

"Maybe, I vote fed to the dogs"

They both snickered at the conversation and continued eating, my appetite disappearing into a sickness. My heart sunk and my ears drooped, glancing up to the king, and finding him eating peacefully. He must not have heard. My hearing was a curse and blessing at the same time. Was I really to be fed to the dogs? I played with my food in thought, pushing the last pieces of the cake around and seeing my reflection on the golden surface. I don't look like any of the women he's fucked, I don't look like any of the committee members, I don't even look like the royal subjects. I didn't belong at this table and I didn't belong in this kingdom or with the king. Tears flooded my eyes and my vision blurred. My body tensing until I felt a warm hand on my thigh. Looking over I see the mismatched eyes looking at me and melting into concern.