A Princess and her Prisoner (solace x demented-tiger)

[solace]

Former Queen Sol was dragged through the halls of a kingdom. Her land was in ruins. Days ago, it had been invaded and instead of providing her a swift death, she was taken prisoner and escorted to her conqueror. She still wore the regal gown she wore that day, although it was tattered and ripped in some places. She hadn't even had time to take a bath in the days it took for her captors to escort her to the palace. Why was she here? There was no need for the Queen of a conquered land to still live let alone in the palace of her conquerors. She was brought to a set of gold double doors, larger than any man had any need of. They opened slowly before her and she was pushed in and left. It was a godsend that her captors had some manner of etiquette. Not once did they threaten to rape her on the spot. Even death would not be fitting for the humiliation and shame she would receive if anyone ever found out her secret. She was over 40 and she had no suitors, no lovers, or husbands. She ruled her kingdom alone and feared even her own maids of finding out that she had an extra appendage between her legs. She was on her hands and knees where they dumped her. She looked up to gather her surroundings.