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"Get up," said a guard that I particularly didn't like.
"Why?" I shot back with a nasty tone. "We're not supposed to leave our cages." I sat up on the nasty mat that I was given in place of a bed to look at the man.
"Get up," said a guard that I particularly didn't like.
Not wanting to be punished I complied, standing up slowly and taking a step back from the door. The guard unlocked the cage door and slammed it open with much unneeded force.
"Where are you taking me?"I asked as he chained my wrists and started pulling me out of my cage.
"Shut up," he mumbled, ignoring my question completely.
"A$$hole," I said under my breath as he directed me down a long hallway that was in major need of a good cleaning. He led me into a room that was very dimly lit and packed with boxes. It seemed to be a storage room of some sort, definitely not somewhere I was supposed to be.
"Strip" he demanded closing the door and stepping close to me as realization dawned on me. I stared at him blankly, unsure of what to do. "Are you deaf or stupid, I said strip," he grabbed my throat and shoved me against the wall, choking me.
"I kinda need you to back up in order for me to do that," I choked out with a small smirk.He dropped his hand while glaring at me. I carefully slid my small worn dress off, trying to keep the brittle straps from breaking. He looked me over for a moment before roughly grabbing my breast. He reached down and unzipped his pants.
Just then I heard footsteps in the hallway and I decided to take a chance, I knew just yelling wouldn't get anyone's attention because of the constant noise. I quickly shoved the guard away from me and threw the door open trying to run out the door but tripped on a box, falling out the door and knocking myself out on the cool cement floor.
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Luca POV
I shouldn't even be here, this is stupid. I should be upstairs ignoring my responsibilities and sleeping; I mean it's the middle of the freaking day! I'm never up during the day, and yet here I am, dealing with petty problems in the dungeon. Isn't this what the guards are for?
I was walking down a long, filthy holloway with the head guard, discussing rumors of some of the guards acting unlawfully. We were in the middle of our conversation when all of a sudden one of the dungeon girls came crashing out of a storage room completely naked.
"What the hell is this?" I asked looking at the head guard. I walked over to the girl to check for a pulse and while doing so I noticed a guard in the storage room, frantically trying to zip his pants. I glared at him, quickly realizing what was going on. "Care to explain?"
The guard looked at me with a look of horror on his face. "Answer me, man" I demanded.
"I can assure you it's not what it looks like, your majesty" The guard stumbled through his sentence, desperately trying to convince me.
"You disgust me," I spat in his face. "I hope you enjoy being caged up by your fellow guards because you have made a grave mistake, Head Guard," I turned to the shocked head guard to address him directly. "Lock this man up."
"Yes sir," he said rushing to grab the man before he could attempt to get away.
I took my coat off and wrapped it around the girl. "And Guard?"
"Yes, your majesty?"
"Have someone bring this girl upstairs. And get her some clothes while you're at it.
"Yes sir."
I turned and began heading back upstairs.
"Nobody messes with a demon princes property."
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