Beyond Castle Walls (Janiel AU)

Chapter 20: Bruises and Burns

Daniel's P.O.V
(A/N; Yeah, I know, where is Joey these days? Also warning there will be violence and abuse in this chapter aswell)

I pull myself off the floor of his bedroom and walk down to my cell again. I had successfully exchanged one prison for another, allthough I now regret not just accepting my fate and dying while I had the chance. This was a fate worse than death.
Abused, beaten and harrased daily and even being forced to constantly thank my abuser for it.
I am a shell of who I used to be.
If anyone asked me how long I have been here, I could not give them an answer. But it seems like forever at this point. At least now I am given the freedom to walk around the house and sleep in either his bed or the hospital bed in my cell instead of being chained to the wall and floor. I never choose to sleep in his bed, always leaving for my cell if I have the choice.

I have given up at this point, so I just do his bidding and cry myself to sleep. It allows me the freedom I have now, I still walk around with my hands cuffed most of the time, but at least I get proper food and I get to see the daylight.
I also get some information about the outside world this way. I have not learned much but there are certain things I now know.

Number 1; Lord Greenwale owns most of the gold mines in the country, which means he is extremely wealthy and almost has boundless power. Which explains how he could get me out in the first place. This is bad news, but not unexpected.

Number 2; The mansion is not too far from the Palace. I did not pay enough attention on the night I was brought here, but from what i have overheard later, the Palace can not be further than an hour on horseback. Which means it would not be impossible to walk there. This is suprisingly good news.

Number 3; This I can not decide if I feel is good or bad news. I will start with the good, I know Joey is alive and is currently King. The bad, he is King because he is apparently not a homosexual any longer. From what I heard the problem of his sexuality was treated and he is now supposed to marry the niece of Lord Greenwale.

I fear they may have hurt him, or maybe he aswell has just given up. Does he think I am dead?
Surely, he must...

Oh, my King, my Love, I would give anything to see you just once more.

"PET!" There it is, that voice I hate so much but have to obey.
"Yes, My Lord." I answer him. He storms down the stairs that I just descended.
Oh no, he looks angry.
"Why did you not stay in my room!?" He yells.
"You did not instruct me to, Sir." I answer him. He strikes my cheek with his palm.
"How dare you speak back to me? Did I say you could go?!" He grabs my hair and pulls my head to face him.
"I am sorry, my Lord. And no, sir, you did not. I apologize, my Lord." I answer trying to be as polite as possible. It does not appear to work however as his anger remains.

"I see I have treated my pet too nicely lately. You have become disobedient again, baby boy. But I will fix that." He says with a dark smirk. He pulls me into the living room where the fireplace is lit. It is winter so without it's heat the house turns unbearably cold. My cell does not have any heating of course so it is ice cold this time of year, but anything is better than sleeping next to this monster of a man.
He takes the fire iron and leaves it inside the flames and embers before turning back to me.
"Pull your trousers down and shirt off." He instructs. I reluctantly follow his instructions.
"Yes, my Lord." I say as I remove my clothes. He stares at me lustfully when my body is left bare infront of him. I cringe as he gazes at me but try not to let it show. I do not understand how I seem attractive to him right now, I am beaten and bruised without an ounce of lust for him back. But I suppose he enjoys the power he holds over me. The fire iron is red when he pulls it out of the fireplace.
"Bend over." He says. I shake in fear but do his bidding.
"Remember to thank me for marking you sweetheart." He says before placing it on my inner thigh and holding it there for a while. I scream in pain, a couple tears escaping my eyes.
"Thank you, My Lord." I say through gritted teeth. He places the fire iron back into the fireplace before slapping the third degree burn mark making me hiss in pain.
"Remember, you are all mine, baby boy." He says, pulling the fire iron out again. He bends me forward so my back points towards the ceiling. I try to prepare myself for the pain, but nothing could truly prepare you for this kind of pain. He presses the fire iron harshly into my lower back, the pain is so intense it makes my knees buckle but he grabs my arm and holds me in place.
"There, now what do good boys say?" He asks as he puts the fire iron down.
"T-thank you, my Lord." I force out.

"Well done, baby. You must be tired, sweetheart, I will help you." He says in a sickeningly sweet voice. He picks me up bridal style, but makes sure one of his arms is directly pressing into the mark on my back. He lays me down on his bed, my body still completely bare.
"Oh, you look so tempting right now. All on display for me, and all marked up. But you need to regain your strength, so we will have fun tomorrow instead." He says as he gets in bed beside me. I cringe at his faked loving tone. He does this when he needs to justify his actions to himself, to tell himself he treats me well, on other days he could not care less about justification.
Gently he pulls the blanket over us and then pulls me close to him by my waist so my back is pressed against his front. He grinds against my behind, in an obvious attempt to get me to say I want him, which I will never say. When he once again realises I will never beg for him without him forcing me to, he strikes the mark on my thigh again, whispers "goodnight" and turns away.

He does not care about me, not in the slightest. But it is still obvious he wants me to gain some sort of attraction towards him. He wants me to be grateful towards him. He wants me to forget Joey. And he wants me to beg for him to be intimate with me.
Why?
I do not know..
Maybe because he wants to fulfill his fantasy of me being desperate for him.
Maybe for the satisfaction to know that he has finally broken me.

Before I can think of more reasons, I hear someone enter the main hall and moments later there is a knock on the door of the Lord's private chamber.
"Sire, His Royal Majesty King Joseph has come to see you. He says it is urgent and concerns the union of him and your niece." His butler announces. Lord Greenwale gets up hastily and puts his clothes back on.
"Stay here." He instructs before exiting the room.

Joey.
Joey is here.
Not to find me, but he is here.
He came.
I need to find a way to get to him.
I need to see him.
Even if it is the last thing I do.

A/N: OMG triple update! Again, I am sorry for the dark turn, but it is necessary for the story. There will be more dark subjects ahead so be warned. But light in the tunnel, Joey is back! Hope you are still enjoying the story, don't forget to comment and vote to make me know you want it to continue. Love you lots❤

-Annie❤