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The Royal Treatment

Aurelia cried out in pain as he pressed her against a tree suddenly. She looked at him with fear, and nodded quickly. She whimpered, her foot lightly pressing against his leg, before she forced herself not to try and defend herself. Every muscle in her body screamed against it, but she hung limply, waiting.
 
Scott looked at his dominance for a moment, a small waver of releasing her went through him. She was obeying, she was still and quiet, and looked so innocent. This was quickly crushed by lust, and the need to prove his power and never let her think he didn't mean it when he told her something. He lined up his cock and forced up into her as far as he could, "That's right, bitch," He whispered harshly into her ear, "I just deflowered you. Make me angry enough again, I'll be taking your life."
 
Aurelia saw the momentary pity on his face, but as soon as it had appeared, it was gone. She cried out in pain as he pushed into her, her chest heaving as she sealed her eyes shut. She shook her head. "I'm not of much use to you dead," she said quietly. She shifted, taking every once of her self control not to push against him.
 
"Not your place to say." He said, and then pulled out and away from her, releasing her to fall to the ground, "Your dirty again. We'll clean you up again. Stand up."
 
Aurelia fell down to her hands and knees. She stared down at the ground, not wanting to get up. Finally, she slowly stood up. Her body was shaky. She crossed her arms carefully across her chest, trying to guard herself. "Who asked you to do this job?"
 
"I can't tell you that." He said, directing her towards the river with a finger, "Make it quick. Do not run again, or I won't be so merciful again."
 
Aurelia narrowed her eyes at him. "Why not? It's as much my business as yours." Before he could snap at her for having an attitude again, she hurried into the river, quickly getting out of his reach and washing the dirt from her body. She watched him carefully, her body tense, as if he might come after her at any moment. She took her time, and after a few minutes, pulled herself out of the water, dripping wet.
 
Scott grabbed her arm and hefted her up, carrying her bridal style. He began marching back to the bare cottage, "So how smoothly things go when you behave?" He asked her, not really wanting an answer.
 
Aurelia gave a small cry of protest when he lifted her up. She struggled for a moment, but then stayed still and let him carry her back. She crossed her arms to hide her breasts, and turned her face away from him. She gave no answer, since any other answers would make him angrier. She didn't dare test his patience any further.
 
They arrived at the cottage and Scott put her on her feet, quickly securing the heavy shackle to her leg, "Stay." He told her like a dog. He left her alone for a moment, going to grab a couple wool blankets he had brought along.
 
Aurelia was tense and ready to move again when he set her down, but no sooner did she feel ground under her bare feet, was the shackle on her ankle. She crossed her arms and slowly leaned against the wall, watching him. She shivered as she stood with her arms wrapped around her. "Why can't you actually give me clothes?" she asked.
 
Scott rolled his neck as he reentered with the two large blankets, "I didn't pack anything for you. As a reward for your sudden cooperation, I was considering making a quick trip into a town and picking you up some things. How's that sound?" He said, his tone far from nice, but all anger was gone.
 
Aurelia crossed her arms tightly, watching him. His offer wasn't exactly kind. She returned with a tone of annoyance. "Yes, please." She was freezing. Goosebumps had risen up all over her slender body. "That would be good. Keep me from freezing to death."
 
"Until then." He flopped the two heavy blankets infront of her, "You'll have to make due with these. Hardly your usual silk and velvet, but they'll keep you warm, no doubt about that. I will return before night, I'll bring you some clothes and food. Stay here. For your own good really. A naked girl raised in a castle won't get far in the woods."
 
Aurelia looked at the blankets dropped in front of her. She frowned, but immediately crouched down and used one to separate her from the cold ground, and the other to wrap around her naked body. She looked up at him, and didn't say anything. She turned her head away and stared at the wall, until she began to doze off.
 
Scott turned, leaving in a huff.
About time the ungrateful brat leaned some manners.

Hours and noon past, then more hours. Before the sun set Scott returned on back of a horse, leading another horse laden with sacks and bags. He clambered off and first checked inside the cottage to make sure she was still there.
 
Aurelia slept well throughout the time he was gone. She was dozing when Scott finally returned. She slowly shifted, and her eyes fluttered open. She turned her head to look at him when he returned. She was stiff and sore, not used to sleeping on the ground. She looked at him. He seemed to be a bit surprised that she was still there. "Where did you go?" she asked.
 
"Just into town." Scott said, a smile moving his bristly beard. He was in a better mode, the deal was going good, he had himself a drink. His life was suiting him fine right now, "Look-y here," He pulled a small knife from his belt, which had four similar looking handles sticking out, "I got a few of these, and I'm great at throwing them. I am willing to take off your leg brace, let you get up, stretch, dress yourself and feed yourself, before locking you back up. If you decide to run, well, I'll just have to practice my medical expertise. If you find my offer disagreeable, I will dress you myself, take away your blankets, and force feed you what I got to feed the horses. I recommend you cooperate. I've already shown you, I'm a man of my word."
 
Aurelia looked up at him and frowned. She still didn't want to stay, but she had no idea where the castle was. If she had a general idea, she would run, but that had yet to work out for her. She shifted, holding onto the blankets. She still felt cold. "I wish for you to let me go for a bit," she said quietly. "I want to get dressed and walk around."
 
"Excellent choice." He left for a moment and reentered with a bundle, dropping it on her blackets. Two sets of plain, brown clothing that could be mistake for just cloth due to how unadorned it was. It was study and warm material though. Scott knelt down and removed a key from his belt, quickly unlatching the shackle then standing back up, "You go ahead and get dressed, I shall prepare some food." He left her alone, but kept the only entrance and exit to the cottage in sight in the corner of his eye as he began setting up what would be a fire.
 
Aurelia looked at the rags with a frown. They were so different from what she had always worn. She held one up, as if it might not actually be a dress, but only him mocking her. She found that it was indeed a plain, brown dress. She sighed and waited for him to leave, then came out from under the blankets and got dressed. She folded the blankets and put them in her spot, and sat down on top of them. She didn't think he'd believe her if she said she just wanted to come outside.
 
Scott spend a good twenty minutes peparing food before he looked up at the cottage, "You going to just stay in there? I've got a fire going now." He said, as the night was getting more chilly. He would put the fire in the hut, but the smoke would fill the place up.
 
Aurelia looked over at Scott before she slowly and stiffly got up, and walked over to the fire. It was much warmer there, and she was happy to be in clothes again. She sat down on a rock by the fire and just stared into it. "How does my father know where to come?" she asked, mostly out of curiosity. If she got the chance, he wouldn't have to come. "And what if he brings knights?"
 
"Many of these details are unknown to me, and I have no need to know them. Even if I did, I certainly wouldn't be informing you. Even though I doubt you could do anything with the information, as you are to stay with me for next fewd ays or so, better safe than sorry." Scott got a couple wooden bowls from a pack and served up some stew, first for her, offering her the bowl, "It's hot." He warned automatically then began getting himself some.
 
Aurelia frowned. She wanted to know what all of this was for, so she could have information once she escaped. She looked back into the fire with the frown still on her face. He wasn't worth talking to. She didn't move until he offered her the stew. Slowly, she took the bowl in her hands, but only settled it in her lap as she let it cool. She wondered if he'd be able to stop her if she just ran at this moment. She then remembered the horses, and decided it was better to wait. After. While, she began to eat, sipping carefully at the hot stew. She hadn't realized how hungry she was. The stew wasn't the best in the world, but it was at least food. She glanced up at him occasionally, until she finished the stew. She then left the bowl on the rock she'd been sitting on, and went back into the cottage, where she quickly fell asleep.
 
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