The Queen and her

Chapter 2

Pipers POV:

She cradled herself in a ball, in a corner of the cart. The roads made it impossible to sleep and numb the pain for a few hours, she was constantly being moved by corners of the road or jumping at bumps in the road. She didn't know how long they've been travelling, but she was sure it had been a day. She'd almost forgiven her family already, as crazy as it seems. She knows she saved them from a terrible punishment, but she wishes they didn't send her off to be some mistress to the Queen. She was positive there would be hundreds of mistresses to the Queen, she'd hopefully be seen as nothing special and could let her days bleed into nights until she would be free.

She knew her village was a few hours away from the capital city of her Kingdom, called Litchfield. She was bored out of her mind, she tried reciting poetry in her head but that did nothing to help stop her boredom. Piper's stomach growled, and she didn't know How much longer she would be able to stay conscious- she was starving. (A/N, Their kingdom is called Luron)

Fortunately, the cart suddenly stopped. However this result did lead to piper being thrown to the front of the cart and she hit her head. "Ow! Fuck"

"Naw that's some naughty language for such a fine lady as ya self miss! Here, got you some grub and water. We will be at the palace in a few hours, an you'll immediately be taken to your dorms." The soldier slid  some bread and fruits into the cart on a tray, as well as a bottle of water. "After you've rested, someone will tell ya all the dos and donts. If you are scared, don't worry. You're not the first in this position. My names Freddie by the way, yours?"

Piper had already eaten half of the bread by this point, and covering her mouth, stated "Piper"

"Well, nice to meet ya Piper! Good luck by the way.. I hope to see ya around sometime. I'm a stable Boy, but if you ever wanna have a go riding.. just come and ask", he then quietly added whilst closing the cart "if she lets ya of course.."

Piper gulped, but ate all of her food and then drank all of the water. After feeling hydrated, she felt a bit more safer. Purely because she would be stronger now. Piper curled herself on the floor of the cart, and drifted off into a dreamless slumber.
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"Now now miss, wake up."
Piper was being shaken by someone. She groggily opened her eyes and was met with Freddie's grey ones. Piper stubbornly got up and was helped out of the cart, she tried rubbing her eyes in the hopes she'd become more alert.

"Aww ain't you a cutie! Don't worry sweetie we are going to get you looking nice and clean soon, follow me please." Piper followed a woman who seemed to be maybe late twenties, she had dark brown hair in a bob which curled into her neck and red lipstick  on.
"What's your name?" The woman asked. The woman's voice was almost.. different. As if she wasn't from here. She sounded slightly Italian Yet Luronian.

"Piper" piper croaked
"Aww well I'm Morello, Lorna Morello. You'll be just fine I promise" morello said, whilst leading her down a gravely path and soothingly stroking her arm. Piper glanced around, not being able to see much because of it being nighttime. Piper saw a soldier was holding her bag. "Why's he holding my bag?" Piper whispered to Morello.

"Dear, that's your belongings, they'll be put in your room"

"Oh" is all piper could say. She silently followed Morello, the huge palace taking up every inch of her vision. It was huge, it looked old, almost like a castle, an unbreakable fortress. The stone walls were covered in old glass windows, and some of the walls even had flowers growing up them. Piper couldn't believe it, she was at the palace. About to become a sexual toy for a Queen with endless rumours.

Two guards dressed in red opened the main doors to the palace, and Piper was once again amazed. Lush red carpet was on the floors, and the walls were scattered with pictures, bookcases.. there was even some metal guard suits on the walls, along with various weapons such as swords. The palace was lit by candles, and piper peered overhead seeing a chandelier of candles. It was beautiful. But piper felt herself slipping away, tired after the long boring journey.