Forbidden Lust Crimes of Passion

In the feared Kingdom of Morgeideign, dragons are enslaved, and women are no more than breeding stock. Incest, blood magic and freedom are all but banished from the land. But, all that is about to change for the daughter of the Tyrant King Ephesious. Uonata Paraxious the only Princess of Morgeideign has been living in secluded sin for most of her life. Left ignorant to the happenings of the world, the young girl of fifteen falls to her brother's bed in comfort. When the damned and incestuous relationship between prince and princess begins to decay, Uonata embarks on a journey of conquest, equality and justice, all while riding the cusp of adulthood. The princess seeks to break the chains of oppression and bring justice to women and dragons alike.


8. Secrecy

She could feel her heartbeat thumping in her ears. She felt a wave of liquid heat flush her face, she had just witnessed a crime. And possibly a murder of unjust cause. Emeralds hand came to cling roughly at the necklace upon her breast, had she thought wrong of her host? Her body moved away from the door the jingle of her coins upon her dance robes alerting Raxseis and Adalaya that they were no longer alone. Before long he had let his sister go with only a command to see herself cleaned before rushing after the slave. She moved quickly, yet, his long stride finally caught up with her.

"Emerald!" He barked his large hand tightly grasping her forearm. She turned to face him her eyes wet with tears of sorrow not only for herself but for her Prince. "Why do you flee what crime have you come to commit?" He questioned, his eyes searching her own for answers, those he already knew answer to. " I run because I value my life Sir... if I stay here what came of the Prince will pass onto me I am certain."

His hand moved to caress her cheek in the most sensual of ways.

"Just moments ago you spoke words placing me high in your eyes and yet presently you stand before me not able to gaze into my own. If your lips can warm my cock your eyes can warm my soul."

Emerald looked up, she could not deny that this man was simply gorgeous. He made her swoon despite the fact that he possibly laid with his sister. The tears fell then and for a moment the young woman wondered if she would be trading the witch for the devil, by remaining in a castle forged in a wall of lies and deception. " I saw you kiss your sister quite passionately..... I simply think that by remaining here knowing what I know that I will meet the same fate as..."

His finger came to silence her. "You shall not there is much you do not know nor could you understand, perhaps one day I can explain it to you better. But honestly do you want to return to your Master? Living a life of shuffling in chains serving some fat bastard, who views you as less than a stray dog?"

She looked down unsure. He kissed her then, so soft and sweet and in that moment she realized she did not wish to leave this man at least not yet.

On the other side of the Castle the king found himself pacing before his guest. The man was stricken with both sorrow and shame. His personal translator speaking directly to the King. He wore robes of ivory and gold with hair as deep as brass. His voice flowing and songlike. "My leader gives his most sincere apologies and wishes to make peace. He speaks that he bears three virginal daughters, of them you may take two of your choosing to do as you wish. He also offers twenty horses from his herd, he understands what came of your daughter can never be repaid but hopes this offer shall be enough to rebuild a bridge to a new found friendship."

The King hung his head in thought, two daughters for his boys. Marriage would end the troublesome rumors of his eldest son and youngest daughter. He had taken the rapists life and still he would gain. "Tell you leader I accept his offer and that I wish all three girls to be delivered here within three days time until their arrival you all will be held prisoners." The man spoke in their native tongue surely the last words that passed his lips shocked the shaman. He spoke something back something the King could not understand but surely he knew it was not pleasant.

" My leader says he will agree but he wishes to remain as a guest, he should not be held prisoner for his sons actions."

" He should indeed, for it is a father to whom, teaches his son. For now I shall hold my final judgment for now I will see you all to my dungeons. Guards!" Men stormed in from every direction seizing the men and dragging them out despite their screams and struggles. The king watching on knowing there would be some form of uprising after his hard decision. These were men of blood, men of skill. Their Prince lay slain, his daughter left soiled, nothing good would come of this.


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