The Prince's Pet by Alexia Wiles

Author:Alexia Wiles [Wiles, Alexia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Historical Romance, Erotica, erotic romance, slave, billionaire, BDSM, sex slave, Fantasy Romance, reluctant romance, reluctant, (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
Published: 2013-05-23T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

We made our way to the dining hall. I walked two steps behind my master with my hands loosely clasped demurely in front of me, the way Atshye had instructed me.

Issander had chosen a gown for me from those that had been brought in - one of the more modest dresses with a full long-line corset and skirt. It was reminiscent of Thessian fashion - which I supposed was the reason he chose it - although the fabrics were distinctly Cimbrai.

He'd grumbled at the lack of choice, talking about getting a dress-maker in and buying more outfits. It made me laugh. And then he had sent me off to dress myself. “Or I fear I'll get distracted.” He'd said.

He was back in his princely role now, holding his head high as he confidently strode through the hallways. I couldn't help remembering how he'd looked damp and steamy as he held me, breathing hard between kisses. I could still taste him on my lips. How would I make it through a dry royal dinner with those thoughts running through my mind?

Issander threw the wide doors open and strode into the room. It was a large room dominated by a massive wooden dining table, set for five. The queen sat at one end, and near the head of the table was the man I recognized as the captain I had momentarily mistaken for the prince.

I waited for my master to take his seat, following behind him. As we moved through the room Indari looked up, noticing me. She was unveiled tonight, and even more lovely than I'd last seen her. I saw her pretty mouth drop open at the sight of me, her expression one of perfect indignation. I forced myself to look away, going to stand against the wall behind my master and concentrate on being unobtrusive.

"Step-mother." Issander gave the smallest of bows as he sat down opposite the captain. He nodded at the man, who nodded to him in turn. They were all quiet, only the occasional soft sound of a glass being set down interrupting the silence. I was conscious of multiple pairs of eyes glancing at me, but concentrated on staring at the floor.

Another set of doors opened at the back of the room, and a well-dressed man pushed in a large a wheeled chair. the king was seated in the chair, looking even more frail than I'd expected. He was thin with hollow eyes and pale sagging skin. His hair had gone completely white – yet his eyes were alert and he sat fairly straight in his chair and held his head high, even if he quavered a little.

Everyone stood. I noticed Indari took her time doing so, reluctantly rising. When the king was wheeled into position, the queen was the first to sit, and everyone else followed.

Kitchen servants – they lacked the collars of slaves and were dressed in identical white uniforms – immediately burst into activity. One passed me a jug of wine, and I held it in both hands, falling into my role.

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