Step It Up (Wolvenrogue and I)

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vampire07

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In the good ol' times children would play with one another either it was noble blood to peasant. A successful Seamstress made a living by herself as she allowed her five children to play with the others but only one was a girl. Little Lillian, the once bubbly curly brown haired child who carried a doll around would try to play with her brothers and their friends but in the end she was crying. Only one boy came to her rescue and her mother saw her daughter's first crush form. Since that day Little Lillian worked with her mother to learn the trade up to the point she was even besting her own mother.

The boys grown and some moved off but two stayed to help run the shop. The merry band of boys grown as well and went their seperate ways. One day a messenger was sent for the best dress maker in the village and that was Lillian, the same little girl who wanted to run with the boys.

Riding on the back of her own mare she followed them to the castle. With her cloak on she slipped through town and into the castle without stirring attention. She was escorted to the throne room where the royal family sat and in debate on hiring the dress maker. When Lillian arrived they fell silent. Though the Queen, poised and graceful as she stepped down from her throne. She wore a soft blue satin fabric that didn't wrinkle and played to her aging body very well and made her look like she was still in her prime.

"You...Remove your cloak. I must see the Dressmarker who made this gown!" The woman demanded and the demand made the figure coil back but seeing she was out numbered he had to obey.

Lillian unclasped her cloak and folded it over her arm. Her once curly hair fell in soft graceful waves to the small of her back, her emerald eyes sparkled still, her little girl figure wasn't so girly anymore. Her simple beige dress flattered her ample breasts, the white apron revealed her tiny waist but the skirt skimmed over her flared hips. Lillian was no younger than the Princess herself and yet a Master of the craft!

"You? A mere child made this gown? No...Who really made this?" The Queen stepped closer but Lillian stood there like stone.

"I did my Queen...I even known how to fix and to destroy that garment by pulling a single thread. Like me to prove myself?" She asked in a soft manner that caught the queen off guard. "Of course I wouldn't embarrasee you in front of your Court. Just stating the fact I started out young at my mother's side and now my nieces are learning the art at my side." It was try the only dress markers was a family business. The Queen looked to her husband who waved his hand as if he didn't care what she did since he was eyeing Lillian as his next Chamber maid to fill his primal urges.

"I want to hire you to design my daugther's wardrobe." She said as she snapped her fingers as a small bag of gold appeared.

Lillian didn't look at the gold but knew it wasn't close to being enough. "I'm sorry but I can't. Not for the price you think it will take to construct an ever changing attire. I know of your daughter's temper and can't settle her mind. So that tiny bag won't cover half a dress." That seemed to insult the Queen but Lillian folded her hands together. "This is just business, your Highness. Make it 3 bags of gold a month and I may consider it."

"6 bags and you work here and live here." This time the King spoke as he ran his fingers through his white beard. "A good dress maker is hard to find so why let one go when the Prince from our Allied kingdom has his sights set on you." Smirking as he knew of the bidding war for this fine woman and he planned on stripped her down and just make her like everyone else, a puppet.
 
Eli had seen a lot of ladies come and go in the castle. He knew most of them one way or another. They were usually peasant girls that had no better way to make there way in life. Even though it was considered honorable work for a woman, the public secret of it all was that most if not all ended up entertaining the king or the prince at one time or another. They made their living caring for the royal women in chambers, but they made their spending money on their back in the straw. Working as the stable master, and the king's groom, Eli knew all to well about these goings on and had learned the wisdom of ignoring them for his own well being. When the new seamstress arrived, he made a mental note of her and wondered just how long it would be before he would find her in the hay maw with the prince. Though he would never speak ill of his employer, Eli hated the prince for who he was and what he did, and how he took advantage of everyone, especially the women. He came by this hatred personally for the man had abused almost everyone he knew. Unfortunately, if you wanted to eat in the village, it meant working for the king one way or another. Eli found taking care of horses to be the most acceptable way to do it.

Eli was raised around horses, and he could spot a good horse from 100 yards. He also knew just how to match them up and breed them to get the best results. He was in charge of the royal stables and everything that happened there. That included draft horses, riding horses, racing horses, and war horses. He also made and repaired saddles and tack. He also had charge of boarding the horses of visitors and rarely a member of the household staff. He was shocked when he was summoned to the castle to pick up and board the horse belonging to the new seamstress. He found it unusual for a woman to own a horse in the first place, but that wasn't his to judge. He picked up the horse as he was told, and he was very impressed to find that the woman owned one of the best riding horses he had ever seen. It was stallion, and a very unusual horse for her to be riding. Only an excellent rider could manage a stallion and they were usually gelded for riding. The horse was far too spirited to ride it side saddle as women normally rode. He was puzzled and made a mental note to speak with her about it if ever he could. Speaking to the female household staff was not normally permitted to Eli, but being something of a ladies man he had never let that stop him. Eli was big man broad at the shoulders and 6 foot tall. His face was smooth and chiseled and was topped with a head of jet black hair that shown like obsidian in the sun. He usually worked shirtless, and as a result he had a handsome tan on his muscled torso. More than once the prince had caught his sister watching him out the window.

He bedded down the stallion and went to his quarters in the stable to take his rest. He would be up before the sun rose the next morning. He had his own quarters in the stables far from the castle proper. He liked it that way. He was almost the master of his own estate, or so it seemed, as he was master of all that happened there.
 
Lillian stood there listening to demands of this royal family and she had all the cards to play in her hand. "Yes, I recieved offers from the King himself yet he hasn't offer such a handsome pay though...He doesn't have the reputation like this family."

Of course she played to their vanity but yet those who were actually listening looked shocked she insulted them with an under handed comment. Lillian pulled her cloak back on as she turned away. "I can not stay within these domains and rather not. Good day..." With that she left them screaming for her to return like a dog and even the Prince tried to grab hold of her but thanks to being the only girl, she learned quick from her brothers. Managing to dash out the doors and yelled to the stable hand who had her horse. "Sir!!! SIR!!! I need my horse...Now!" She wasn't demanding but pleading to him to aid in her escape. Little did she know this wasn't the last time she'll be forced here. He was already gone by the time she was out the door. Looking over her shoulder knowing if she ran it'll take about a night. May be she can just run to the stables and ride out bare back.

The Prince burst through the doors as he grabbed hold of Lillian's arm enough to make her wince. "You will stay here. We will not take no for an answer!"

"UNHAND ME!" She wheeled around and socked the Prince hard enough to split his rough lips. This was a crime in their vilage and in no time the guards rushed out to so called grab Lillian but she wiggled herself free from their grasps. With her brothers as her teachers she tracked the special marked horseshoes. Suddenly she let out a high pitched whistle.

The large golden stallion perked his head up and nickered. He responded but that whistle was meant for him to come to his rider's aid. Shouting was loud and the massive bast rammed his back hooves into the door several times managing to break it down. The massive horse stepped out in time as Lillian came running through the stables with blood on her right hand. "Tibus!" Shouting as she grabbed hold of the mane while the horse bolted away from the approaching guards. The cloak Lillian wore fell to the ground as the men trampled over it but there was a familiar symbol, the symbol that hung over the dress maker's door. The hooves slammed into the ground as Lillian had climbed up onto his back and just held on. The riding gear was left behind in a rush to get out of there. Her heart was pounding as the stallion whisked her back home, back to the town where she dismounted and told her family what had happened. The next day the gaurds and the Prince will pay a visit to blackmail Lillian to return. If she did not then her 5 young nieces will take her place and the gold will not come. So she had to make a choice when the time comes her freedom for her family's or their lives for her virtue?
 
Eli was literally knocked out of his bed as the great stallion dismantledits stall on the far side of the wall. He watched from the door of his room as the guards gatheed up the cloak that he recognized as belonging to the strange woman whom had arrive on its back. H looked into the tack room and saw the saddle and bridle still neatly hung where he left them. No question of it, the woman was in trouble. Could she possibly have ridden out bareback? The prince would hunt her down, he had seen it before. It never ended well. though seldom did they have half her spirit. The prince was lazy, and the town was small. He knew he would not hunt her tonight. He would wait till late morning when he had recovered from another night of debauchery.

This woman needed help. He thought for a bit before loosening a shoe on the prince's horse. I would cost him a beating for neglegence, but would not be the first or the last. That would slow him down at least half a day, if he got in a chase. It was an old ploy, but the pince wasn't to bright, and it had worked well before. For Eli this was familiar territory. He packed the girls sadle and tack into a buggy, and headed into town. He would warn the woman, drop off her sadlle and bring home some salt and grain to cover his tracks. He wasnt sure where to find her, but he was pretty sure he could find the horse, and she would be near by.

He drove slowly through the craft district eyeing every horse he saw. Stallions were rare any where, but in this area they were unheard of. He was right it was barely a half hour before he was knocking at the door of the dressmakers shop. He knocked and took a step back. he had been mistaken for the enemy before, and he didn't fancy a pitchfork in his chest. He didn't doubt for a moment the young woman could do it. He was surprised when a small child answered, though she did have a certain resemblence to the woman he was seeking. He smiled at the child and softly asked "Is your mommy around?" he didn't approach the door.
 
The little girl looked at him and called for her mother. A red headed woman approached with her shooing the child away. "Sorry we're closed...." Her eyes fell on the buggy and knew what this was about. "LILLIAN!" Shouting at the top of her lungs as this was a street walker type of woman who married up, in their world.

Lillian walked out from the back room seeing Eli standing there with this look of confusion. The women were soon sniping at one another when the children were placed in the back.

"What did you do?!!!" The red headed woman grabbed Lillian by her hand which was returned by Lillian punching her in her mouth. This act of violence was among adults when children couldn't see them.

"I back handed the Prince." She turned to Eli as she noticed under the moonlight he had her gear. "You...You're holding my riding tack for ransom I suppose?" She asked as she was left alone with him at the door way. "Hate to say this but I won't buy my own tack back from the Prince's men." Commenting as she heard her horse nickering; a mare was in heat somewhere and thats why for his fiesty spirit though she had him since he was a colt. He was destined to be killed but she took him in and here the stud was and in the first year of his mating prime.
 
Eli wasn't impressed with her brash comments. "Look Lady you have a fine stallion, and you are one hell of a rider, particularly for a woman, but you have a mouth on you, and your a poor judge of people. I'm no more a prince's man then you are, and I'll take a flogging for it, but I brought you back your saddle and tack and came to warn you what's coming and to help you hide. You can either smarten up and I'll help you, or you can get your saddle out of my wagon, and stay away from me. I hate the prince, and I'll help you, but I don't plan on getting dead for it. So what do you say?"

He didn't waste time, and started unloading her gear while he listened. He really didn't want to be seen here in the first place. "If I can find you so can the prince!" You better decide quickly, I'm not hanging around here for long."
 
"Then go. My brothers and their friends didn't teach me to hide when trouble came." Grabbing her things from him as one man, a tall blonde haired man with a scar on the left side of his face. An accident when playing "Knights" when he was a kid.

"Everything okay, Little Lillian?" He grabbed her heavy saddle and reigns but his eyes fell on the man before his sister. He seemed familiar but he didn't say anything. "Becareful, Sister." He left the two to talk.

"I know the price and I won't allow him to take my nieces for my behavior. I'll face him when he comes. But thank you for bringing my saddle back." She was blushing that she thought he was on the Prince's side but she reached out turning him around. "I rough housed with the village boys since I was 3 and I think I can handle it. Now get!" Smirking as she shoved him in his wagon.
 
" All I have to say is that you better know who you are dealing with. There are plenty of his women buried in that pasture behind the castle. I hate to see you be one of them. He won't spare them little girls either. He likes 'em young and he doesn't care how young. "my mother has a farm just out of town, let me take them there for you. Don't let your pride make them victims. I'm going after feed in town. have them ready in an hour, I'll drive by. Have a lantern out if you want me to take them. He's going to steal that stallion, I promise you!"

He got back in his wagon and kept his eyes locked on hers as he drove off. He just hoped this spitfire of a woman knew what and who she was dealing with.
 
Lillian watched him go but looked back at her two brothers.

"You know Eli is looking out for you." Dustin, the scarred one said as he lite a lantern and put it out. "I'm not allowing my daughters get caught up because you can't obey."

"Obey? Like every other woman out there...Be proud you and the others made me this way. If I die then my blood is on your hands." Looking to the back knowing her horse will be killed if the Prince couldn't ride him and no other person could. Well the little girls could since he had a sense that they were young and not to buck them off. Without a word she went to the back where her horse was tied up and lead him to the side where the girls were being told what was happening. "Take Tibus...He deserves a farm to live on." Smiling as she kissed their foreheads but when Eli arrived Dustin tossed the five little girls up into the wagon.

"Get them and Tibus safe, Eli." Men may change in some ways but yet they seemed to know one another. "Lillian will accept her fate as her own but I don't want my daughters mixed in this."
 
Eli shook his hand. "You have my word they will be safe. Tell Lillian that should she ever need help, attach a ribbon to the the north west pole on the on the pasture fence. I will meet her there the following evening."

With that Eli drove off and headed to his mother's farm. It was nearly midnight when he dropped off the little girls to his mother Kate. "This is Grandma Kate," he told them " she will take good care of you until Daddy can come and get you" with that he kissed his mother, put the stallion out to pasture, and hurried back to the stable.

He arrived back at first light, and though he had no sleep, he set to work repairing the broken stall. As he expected, the guards returned for their horse around eleven. Eli had fed them heavily so they would be sluggish and not really fit for travel. He hoped that together with the loose shoes they would not have an easy trip.
 
While Eli was gone she considered on riding with him to get away but if the Prince's prize is gone then no one is safe. Morning came and her family was on edge knowing what was to come. About noon the men arrived and Lillian protested as they tied her up and threw her over a horse's hindquarters then rode off to the castle.

"RELEASE ME!" She howled as she kicked and even got the horse to throw her off but she was caught moments later. It took an hour, longer than expected, to get back. The men glared at Eli as Lillian looked bruised. She was back handed on the ride back to keep her from struggling. The dazed Lillian was limp over one Knight's shoulder.

"Eli, what did you do to our horses? Jasper's horse could have gone lame from throwing his shoe!" The knight snapped at himm as Lillian was taken to the castle. The afternoon skies weren't bright as it was dark and lightning cracked overhead. Down in the dungeons Lillian was thrown to the hay covered floor in a rough manner before a guard approached. The rope was cut and she was chained to the cold, wet stone wall.

Shivering as it snapped her out of it only to see the Prince and King standing on the other side. They spoke of her duties and now it didn't just range to dress making but being their chamber maids. Or in simple terms "Our little whore". Lillian shuddered but as she was going to refuse they brought up her family. Falling silent as she hung within the chains while word went around of the loose Vien was captured and chained down for good. Lillian hung her head knowing her family could run to the neighboring kingdom to start over but yet she held her virtue in high reguards. The men left Lillian there to think things over as they will pay for the new clothes and such but with her act she may pay with her body.
 
Eli was sleeping when he was dragged out of bed in the middle of the night by the guards. He had been expecting a beating but not what he received. He was tied by the hands to a stallion and then the horse was cracked with a whip. it dragged him down the stoney road for two miles before it stopped. He was rubbed raw and bloody, but not dead. When he returned to the stable that night her heard from one of the maids of the fate Lilian and that she was in the dungeon.

Though feeling half dead, he could not allow this to happen. It was two in the morning when the jailor, who owed him more than one favor let him in to see her. As he stood before her a complete mess, he whispered in her ear. "Do not let them take you. I will be hiding and we will run together. Your nieces are safe."

With that he hid himself in the shadows and waited.
 
"I-" She stopped as the creaking of the metal doors swung open. Eli was quick to hide himself as the Queen stepped in with her husband and son.

"I've discussed your punishment for slapping my son. Instead of allowing them to ravish you like a bitch in heat. I'll employ as my handmaiden...My daughter's handmaiden and the family's seamestress. I think you'll be to busy and tired to be in anyone's bed by the time we're done with you." The aging queen commented as she noticed the scared looked on the girl's face. "I rather not threaten someone's talent with a threat. Your family's business will not be harmed as long as you stay here. A generous offer...Don't you say?"

Lillian stood there tired and trembling. This was a wonderful offer and since her brothers and sister inlaws were to spineless to stand up to them. She felt like everything was on her shoulders to keep those safe. Sighing as she nodded with a soft voice she spoke. "As you wish. I answer to you and only you my Queen..." She pleaded to the older woman to make it clear she took orders from her only since she gave her a gentle sentence.

"Good to know we have an understanding..." Smiling as she waved her hand with the jailor unlocking Lillian's body from the chains only to have her collapse to her knees. Silently the family left as the jailor snapped his fingers to Eli, a signal to move. "I had to take it." Lillian spoke to Eli. "I can't run as no one in my family is strong enough to say no to them." Looking up at the baattered man before her. Ripping her dress she dipped it in water and helped to clear up his wounds. "Better than being chained to either the King's or the Prince's bed. If what I heard is true....I took a most wonderful offer."
 
Eli was afraid the queen could not be trusted, but it wasn't his choice and he knew it. He kissed her softly on the cheek and after whispering "I love you, let em know if you need help!" in her ear, he ran for the stables. Hoping that the guards had been satisfied by his pain and suffering. He knew that what ever happened, he would not let Lily come to any harm, no matter what, even if they didn't spare his life. The only thing that surpassed his hatred for the prince was his love of Lily.

He ran quickly back to the stable and spent the night repairing the shambles that had been made of his room, before collapsing for the hour left before dawn and the return of his duties with the horses. His body would not stand another beating.
 
Lillian sat there stunned by the man she barely knew proclaimed his love for her! Watching him run out of the cell but by the time he left a guard escorted her to her small bedroom where she'd sleep and do her work in.

Weeks followed as the Queen made sure Lillian looked like a servant, in dull drab clothing as she worked around the castle. When Eli was out working the horses or breeding one to another Lillian would see the Princess stare out the window. Lillian's eyes followed to see Eli working without a shirt on. Whenever Lillian made a comment about a Lady shouldn't watch a man of his rank barely clothed, she was slapped.

"Don't tell me what to do breeding whore!" The Princess snapped at Lillian.

Often the Princess abused her power by ripping gowns apart which would cost more money to be repaired or altered. Often Lillian passed out starving but out pity the Queen allowed Lillian one day off which she took happily. Since Eli proclaimed his love to her she really hadn't seen or spoken to him on how he could love such a woman like herself. Though down at the stables one mare's stomach was round with the movements of the foal visible. Lillian smiled as she ran her hand over the large belly to just feel the movement. Out of instinct the pregnant mare nuzzled Lillian like she was a foal.

"Oh stop it." Laughing as she touched the brown Mare's nose. Oh how she missed Tibus and his golden coat. How he'd sneak apples from baskets and hide when she found out. A soft yet sadden laugh left her lips with her nuzzling the Mare's shoulder who just stood strong like a mother should.
 
Eli watched Lillian with the mare and smiled before whispering to her from the next stall over. "If I had my choice I'd have you home and jsut as proud as he is! I love you Lillian! Don't you ever forget it!" Reaching over the wall of the stall, he slipped her a bag of rolls and some cheese, so she would have food when she was abused.

"Are you sure you won't let me help you escape the clutches of the queen? Don't you want to see your nieces? THey grow older with each passing day, and miss their aunty. He hoped to entice her to let him to steal her away.
 
Lillian took the bag and looked inside it but the Mare tugged on the skirt to pull her away. The more the mare acted like a mother it seemed she was closer to bringing a foal into this world. "Eli, how can you love a woman like me? We don't know eachother." She said as she slipped from the stall and entered the one he was working. Seeing him shirtless once more made her blush and she turned away from him.

"Why so kind to me? I would love to see them but as you said...If you can find me then they can find my nieces....I rather they abuse me and try to break me than those who are just learning of this world." Nibbling upon the bread as her own slaps weren't bad but when the boys got horny the Queen would whisk her away. It was as if Lillian was a toy and the Queen was using her to punish the King and Prince. Like they do something wrong then Lillian was ripped away from them. "How can you love a woman you don't know anything about?" She asked once more but bit more over her shoulder.
 
" I know that which is the most important thing about you. You are lovely in mind , body, and spirit, and more important you care about those you love. What could be more important? " Before she could leave he set down his pitchfork and turned to her pulling her against his naked chest and kissed her deeply. "You are far more loving than anyone I have ever met. I can't ask for more. You will just have to accept that I do love you. You know where I will be if you need help." He reached in the pocket of his pants and pulled out a gold coin and pressed it into her hand. It was all he had in the world. "Take it!" he said. "You need it more than me, and I love you ever so much." He pressed one more kiss to her lips and then left her standing in the stall alone.
 
What he done would cause her to slap the fire out of him but that was her first kiss. Him to hold her against his own bare chest in such an embrace sent her in a daze. Sadly they weren't exactly alone when he made his move of kissing her a second time. A second hand maiden who was loyal to the Princess saw the two shadows embracing but she hide enough to see it was the Princess's precious Eli then the newest member to the flock emerging from the empty stall.

Silently the young woman moved to warn the Princess while Lillian looked to the coin within her hand. How could he give this to her? She made more than him but yet he gave it all up for her? Why did this seem so familiar? Pocketing the golden coin she walked out of the stables lost in thought. Her memory took her back to her childhood.

Outside on a bright day her brothers played with the boys within the town. She held a doll to her tiny chest when one boy snatched it from her. Lillian cried as she fought to get it back but she was knocked over and kicked for fighting. Dustin, the blonde came in to defend her plus one other boy with raven dark hair and stone cold eyes.

Lillian stopped in her tracks and whipped around to see Eli working with his beloved horses. "Find one mare suited...Take her to Tibus." Calling out to him as she gave him permission to breed her stallion to a mare of his chosing. Walking over to him as she grabbed his belt to yank him to her where their lips collided this time she felt that spark. This was an intentional harlot kiss. "Now I remember you...The boy who came to save my doll when I was a little girl." Those were her last words before she left him there to wonder if she will ever return to him.

Days followed as she worked by the Princess's side unaware she was being watched. Secretly she tried to steal glances to him when he worked within sight. Even sang softly when he could hear her. Little did she know with every act drew her fate ever closer until one night the Princess found the lone coin under Lillian's pillow to confirm her fears. The two were secret lovers and she took the coin and searched for her father in hopes he'd make Eli worthy and make Lillian what she truly was, a harlot that wasn't worthy of a man.
 
The days passed slowly in the stable. Work was his only distraction from the thought that his love was locked away in the palace, and that she had done it to save her family. If he was honest, other than the little girls who were sweet innocent creatures, the rest did not deserve her. They had proved that before. They gladly took all she gave, and time and again took advantage of her. He dreamed of a day when that would not be so, when she would have the respect that kindness and ability would deserve. She would never been a princess, She would not accept it, even if it were offered, he was sure of that. But he hoped somehow to give her a comfortable life, a fullfilling life, and if she wanted it , a family she could call her very own. One that could not be stolen like a rag doll by a jellous sibling.

He wanted to give he a colt from Tibus, she loved horses and that seemed a fitting gift. Het turned out Mary with the stallion. She was a pure white mare of a good strong line and she was incredibly loyal and gentle, and had often produced twins.
 
It seemed the girls had fun with the stallion and often left him alone when Eli brought mares over and each one refused Tibus. But Mary, the snow white mare accepted the stallion fully. Once it was clear she was no longer accepting Tibus's advances she was separated from him and he was left wih other older stallions who no longer felt the need to mate.

Though when Eli had returned from his mysterious trips he was called in to see the King.

"Eli, you've done well to give us powerful horses for my men. I like to reward you with the Title...of Duke and the hand of my daughter, Elizabeth." He proclaimed as he signed a document then the wax seal was pressed making it official that Eli was a Duke, a nobleman. He wasn't high enough to be royalty but yet good enough to marry one.
 
Eli gratiously accepted the title, and thanked the king for his generosity. he knew that the document was sealed it could not be rescinded. He asked tht the king might see him in chambers so that they could confer in private. Thinking that Eli had some gift for him, he agreed. When Eli was in the kings chambers with the door closed, he quietly asked the king , " would it be permitted for a duke in your kingdom to marry a theif? " Eli answered , "Ask your daughter the princess if she has a gold coin. If she does, ask her to produce it. Lood at the face. If there is a tooth mark there , I cannot marry her, for that coin was given to someone else and she has stolen it. Excuse me please sire, for I must go now. "
 
"What gold coin? You mean this? The one you gave to a lowly servant girl whose life belongs to me." He said as he produced the coin just as Eli turned away. "The person you gave it to is being punished as we speak and once you leave this room it'll be my turn to punish them. Lets hope my son hasn't left to bad of a mark on their body." Chuckling as there was a special room for sick sexual pleasures and Lillian was chained down on a table and gagged.

Her clothes had been cut away from her body as the cold steel rubbed her slit making her cry with mercy. The Prince laughed as he reached up to unbuckle his slacks to produce his foul cock to be the one to defile the virgin womanhood Lillian has.
 
The king looked at Eli, and called him back. "I'm going to give you a singular honor. I'm going to let you witness her punishment. Come with me!" He led Eli down to the dungeon, where when they walked in , The prince was just about to do the deed. Seeing what was about to happen, Eli rushed to a position between the prince and Lillian. "You will not do this! As a duke, I demand the priviledge to defend this woman's honor here and now! " Grabbing a long knief from a table of weapons, he shouted "Arm yourself ! you scurrilous coward!" and slapped his face.
 
The Prince growled as she fixed himself and grabbed his sword. "I'll be happy to gut you and take her while she watches you die!" The Prince attacked Eli with skill and speed but Lillian was struggling within her bindings. She was chained down as blood dripped from her wrists and ankles. God she felt so exposed. Gasping as she felt somethign wet hit her only to see it was blood. Her eyes went wide to see it wasn't Eli who was wounded but the Prince.

The Prince still fought even to the point he fell to his knees unable to lift his sword. He was losing to much blood but he looked to his father who stood there.

"By right he can kill you. I won't stand in the way." He waved his hand off as the man's eyes went wide seeing his father wouldn't step in to save his only son from being killed over a damned woman!
 
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