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spoils of war(loveme&darkened Knight)

The frail hands of the tailor moved over her body, measuring the parts he needed. Looking down at her bruised body, she grimmaced. Remembering all the times he had hit her. Shaking softly, she closed her eyes. Ahia had to act as royality... She couldn't think back to her past life. Looking up at Fennir, she smiled softly. The tailor had taken the silk, and pushes it with her other fabrics. Until then, he gave Fennir a box of clothes. "Wait... Fennir... Please.." Her
voice trailed off. "Cant I put some clothes on...? Before we go and make our next stop? Please?" She knew she dint want every eye on her naked and bruised frame.
 
The prince smiled broadly at her request, though it seemed so simple the fact that she even asked showed how far she had come in only a very short time. "Yes, of course my pet." Dresses over flowed from the crate in Fenrir's arms as he placed it to the floor at Ahaia's feet.
He gave the tailor a small triumphant smile and rested a sack of gold onto a nearby counter.
"Take your time choosing, I haven't anything to rush for."
 
Nodding, she stepped down from the pedestal and knelt down in front of the trunk of clothes he had just set down. Smiling softly, she spoke. "There beautiful... So many diffferent ones to choose from..." Her voice trailed off as she moved some away from the top. Her eyes finally landing on one that was a midnight blue. Pulling it from inside, she held it up. "Beautiful..." She barely spoke in a whisper as she pulled it up and over her head.
It was a simple dress, it was cut out and had tank top sleeves. Silver sequeines adorned the top and it tied in the back. "Would you help me... Please?" She spoke gently as she turned around. Showing the back of her back, where the dress had to be tied together. Moving her hair, she held it over one shoulder.
 
"Of course...you need only ask my darling pet..." Fenrir purred sweetly as he came up behind her, pressing his hard body against her lovingly.
His hands roamed Ahaia's body for a moment before he tied an elegent bow out of the fabric.
"You look absolutely stunning my love." He whispered hotly in her ear then he retreated to arms length.
"Shall we? I have so much to show you!" He opened the door and beconed her to the carriage.
 
Smiling as he touched her, she nodded. "Thank you and yes... Let's go." She followed him to the carriage and stepped in it. "Where sre we going now? Somewhere interesting?" Her eyes gazed over his body, finally landing on his eyes. The man thst had saved her, now e was being so caring and loving towards her.
 
"The spa...you must be pampered if you are to his royal pet." The prince smiled, tickled by his turn of phrase. It was no ordinary spa, his sister demanded that it made in her honor, so that she would be beautiful for her people and inspire them that way.
He only had only to nod at the driver, and off the grand carriage went.
 
"The spa....? No... That's not nesscesary..." All in all it probably was. She probably stunk, loooked filthy..."Couldn't I just shower in a not so lavish place....?" She was going back to her slave state. Not wanting anything lavish, or good.
"Ita not a problem... Honestly...."
 
"My Pet...you will do this. Or would you rather prance stark naked to the town wash?" Fenrir snapped, seeing her recede into the habits of slavery again. Make haste good driver! Make haste!" He certainly did not want her to become that scared, sad being that she was before, and it showed in his every movement.
 
"No.... No... I would rather the spa...." She nodded hastily and almost laughed at his movements. He would have to realize it would take time getting use to the sudden changes that she was over going. The royality he was showing her, it made her extremely happy. But yet terrified.
 
Fenrir smiled warmly as he examined ahaia closely. He hopped that she would not leave him like the others did, she was too perfect for him to let go. Inside of his heart, loneliness burned like a wild fire.
He leaned in and kissed his pet.
"Thank you."
(Sorry I took so long. My Muse has been crushed by my family situation. It's recovering now. Finally.)
 
She nodded softly as he spoke. Blushing when he kissed her, she quickly turned away. In all honesty, she didn't want the spa... She still felt like a slave. A slave that didn't deserve it. But, she wouldn't tell him that. He was her master now, she would obey him and respect him. "Were are we going after the spa master...?"
Closing her eyes tightly, she hadn't meant to call him master... It was a amistake and surely she would get punished for it.

(yours isn't the only one. It's okay :) )
 
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