Nightmares (Short Stories)

Casualties

"King Jeffreye, you realize I have no daughters for your sons? How do you propose we have a peace between our kingdoms using a wedding when both of us only have sons?" The sarcasm was heavily dripping from King Titus's mouth as he gnawed on a half eaten turkey leg.

"You will marry off your youngest to my youngest. They have no chance of taking the thrown, yet are both royal children. Your fourth to my fifth. They are still young. If you happen to have a daughter, we will replace the agreement with her." King Jeffreye was trying to tolerate the crude man in his kingdom to try to end the senseless war that had ravaged the lands for years. No one bartered in their kingdoms anymore for fear of losing their lives as a casualty. They both needed this peace treaty and both men knew it.

"We have an agreement. Prince Joseon will travel to Larkland when he turns 18 and will marry your son, Prince Kendrick. But, if I have a daughter she will take my son's place." King Titus reluctantly said. It was a given that with King Jeffreye's wife being too old to have another child, it would be up to King Titus.

"Deal, no leave our lands."

There was no love lost between the two as they parted ways. King Titus had 13 years to have a daughter... he couldn't see it going wrong.

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13 years passed and Prince Joseon was turning 18 on his way to Larkland to be married off the following day to Prince Kendrick. The boy was crying non stop as it was presumed he would be dealing with one of the cruelest, lethal, intelligent children of King Jeffreye. He was rumored to have won the King twice as much land just from battles and assassins in the past four years. The man was 27 and had been also rumored to fuck anything with a hole. That receiver didn't always survive the encounter. Joseon was scared for his safety as well as his oncoming homesickness.

When the small band of travels reached Larkland, Joseon was ushered quickly into a small backroom and promptly bathed and dressed in a female's gown. Despite his protests, he was forced to wear the outfit by some very large soldiers. Joseon was never taught battle strategy or pretty much anything as he was prepared as a wife would be for Prince Kendrick. After King Titus's wife had a stroke, they all knew he would be the one to get married.

A burly man flipped him on his knees and forced him to the ground where the dress was brought up and he has some warm liquid shoved up his bum. A squeal and gasp followed as Joseon tried to fight the intrusion. He has not strong nor as large as his brothers. His fight died quickly with a few stinging slaps to his rear. Tears flowed down his face once again as he realized his position.

After what felt like years of the man slathering him up so he glistened like a roast turkey with juices flowing down his leg, he was escorted by a team of 8 men into the great room. There he found King Titus and his family waiting as well as many others to witness the ceremony.

Joseon was extremely uncomfortable with everyone watching him and the impending wedding night to prove consummation. He studied books to find out what it would be like and he had no excitement for what he would face, only dread.

After the short and simple ceremony which was uncommon, Prince Kendrick grabbed Prince Joseon's arm and drug him back into his own chambers. Non e of what was happening was appropriate or common practice for royalty.

Joseon was lost as he was whirled around and thrown onto the bed. A large group filed into the room behind the two and started taking their seats around the bed to witness the consummation of the vows. Joseon was shaking violently.

Kendrick has said nothing to the boy, but managed to shed his clothing enough to grab his semi-erect penis out of his breeches. Joseon turned his head away and tried to attempt to get away.