say anything. Did he forget I could speak his language? Lee reaches for something on the dash and holds it in front of me.
“I’m sorry,” he says in English. “I need to blindfold you.”
“Why?” I ask, even though I know it’s standard for all the girls. “I’m not going to run away.”
“You might, once you see what I have planned for you.”
“I have nowhere to go,” I say simply.
“Your planet is gone,” he says. “What about your family? They could have escaped. Maybe you’ll want to go be with them.”
“My family is dead,” I say. Then I close my eyes. I hear a sigh, then Lee touches me very, very gently. His hands press the soft silk to my eyes, then he ties it behind my hair. For just a moment, I think he’s going to run his hands through my hair, but he doesn’t.
“Is something wrong?” I ask him softly.
“You aren’t what I expected,” he says.
“What did you expect?” I say in Drakonai.
“I expected a refugee,” he says. “But you are a seductress, little human, and you are throwing a wrench in all of my plans.”
***
When we arrive at our destination, Lee guides me from the car, but does not untie me.
“May I see, please?”
“Not yet, and don’t speak.”
I open my mouth to say okay, but clap it shut. He rubs my back softly.
“Good girl,” Lee murmurs, and I feel a rush of pride. Something so small, but it makes me feel really good, like maybe things won’t be so bad.
Like maybe they won’t be awful.
“Careful. There are a few steps,” Lee warns, but instead of helping me climb, he swoops me into his arms and carries me up the stairs, into the building, and down a hall, I think. When we stop moving, he sets me down, and reminds me again to be quiet. Then he knocks on the door and opens it.
“About time,” a voice says. “She looks fat.”
My jaw drops and Lee quickly says, “She speaks Drakonai.”
There’s a pause, then the other person says, “Then she should know she looks fat. Start her on a diet immediately.”
“As you-“
Lee doesn’t get to finish his sentence because all of my training goes out the window at that moment. I rip the blindfold off my face and throw it on the ground.
“Listen here, you asshole,” I say, marching forward. “I am not fucking fat, but if you want a half-starved waif of a woman, then by all means, fucking return me. I’m sure you’ll be quite satisfied with one of the other sluts.”
I’m so busy yelling at this stranger that I don’t see his face at first, but when I meet his eyes, oh, do I meet them.
The arousal I felt with Lee?
Um, that’s nothing compared to this.
I’m instantly wet and if I was wearing panties, they’d be soaked.
I stop talking and just stare. Lee is mumbling apologies and I can tell he’s about to freak out.
Yeah, Lee’s definitely not the one who bought me.
It’s this guy.
And judging by the royal flags hanging on the wall, I’d say he’s definitely the King and I’ve definitely made an impression.
And I’ve definitely just thrown away four years of hard fucking work for nothing.
I don’t waste another second. I don’t want to be killed or sent to another planet. Even if Bleoi isn’t that bad, I don’t want to go there.
The hard wooden floor hurts my knees as I fall forward, but I ignore the stinging pain and begin apologizing.
“Your majesty,” I say quickly. “My deepest apologies for my unruly and unacceptable behavior. I am so sorry for my harsh and inappropriate words to you, my King.” I keep mumbling in Drakonai, droning on and on about what a noble and wise King he is, and the two men are silent.
Finally, the King puts me out of my misery.
“Enough,” he says. “Rise.”
I’m crying at this point because I just know he’s going to kill me. This King? He’s not someone you should fuck with, and I’m pretty sure calling him out for a comment obviously designed to get a rise out of me counts as fucking with him.
I stand
“I’m sorry,” he says in English. “I need to blindfold you.”
“Why?” I ask, even though I know it’s standard for all the girls. “I’m not going to run away.”
“You might, once you see what I have planned for you.”
“I have nowhere to go,” I say simply.
“Your planet is gone,” he says. “What about your family? They could have escaped. Maybe you’ll want to go be with them.”
“My family is dead,” I say. Then I close my eyes. I hear a sigh, then Lee touches me very, very gently. His hands press the soft silk to my eyes, then he ties it behind my hair. For just a moment, I think he’s going to run his hands through my hair, but he doesn’t.
“Is something wrong?” I ask him softly.
“You aren’t what I expected,” he says.
“What did you expect?” I say in Drakonai.
“I expected a refugee,” he says. “But you are a seductress, little human, and you are throwing a wrench in all of my plans.”
***
When we arrive at our destination, Lee guides me from the car, but does not untie me.
“May I see, please?”
“Not yet, and don’t speak.”
I open my mouth to say okay, but clap it shut. He rubs my back softly.
“Good girl,” Lee murmurs, and I feel a rush of pride. Something so small, but it makes me feel really good, like maybe things won’t be so bad.
Like maybe they won’t be awful.
“Careful. There are a few steps,” Lee warns, but instead of helping me climb, he swoops me into his arms and carries me up the stairs, into the building, and down a hall, I think. When we stop moving, he sets me down, and reminds me again to be quiet. Then he knocks on the door and opens it.
“About time,” a voice says. “She looks fat.”
My jaw drops and Lee quickly says, “She speaks Drakonai.”
There’s a pause, then the other person says, “Then she should know she looks fat. Start her on a diet immediately.”
“As you-“
Lee doesn’t get to finish his sentence because all of my training goes out the window at that moment. I rip the blindfold off my face and throw it on the ground.
“Listen here, you asshole,” I say, marching forward. “I am not fucking fat, but if you want a half-starved waif of a woman, then by all means, fucking return me. I’m sure you’ll be quite satisfied with one of the other sluts.”
I’m so busy yelling at this stranger that I don’t see his face at first, but when I meet his eyes, oh, do I meet them.
The arousal I felt with Lee?
Um, that’s nothing compared to this.
I’m instantly wet and if I was wearing panties, they’d be soaked.
I stop talking and just stare. Lee is mumbling apologies and I can tell he’s about to freak out.
Yeah, Lee’s definitely not the one who bought me.
It’s this guy.
And judging by the royal flags hanging on the wall, I’d say he’s definitely the King and I’ve definitely made an impression.
And I’ve definitely just thrown away four years of hard fucking work for nothing.
I don’t waste another second. I don’t want to be killed or sent to another planet. Even if Bleoi isn’t that bad, I don’t want to go there.
The hard wooden floor hurts my knees as I fall forward, but I ignore the stinging pain and begin apologizing.
“Your majesty,” I say quickly. “My deepest apologies for my unruly and unacceptable behavior. I am so sorry for my harsh and inappropriate words to you, my King.” I keep mumbling in Drakonai, droning on and on about what a noble and wise King he is, and the two men are silent.
Finally, the King puts me out of my misery.
“Enough,” he says. “Rise.”
I’m crying at this point because I just know he’s going to kill me. This King? He’s not someone you should fuck with, and I’m pretty sure calling him out for a comment obviously designed to get a rise out of me counts as fucking with him.
I stand
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