Prince Lawrence ran his hand over the side of the woman sitting on his lap. She was chained, her chest lightly heaving, but it only made his eyes fall on her endowments, hunger and lust quickly overtaking.
"Little wench..." He started to say, leaning to her. She started to move away, her eyes filled with tears, her lips quivering.
"Your Highness, please. Please. I will..."
He gave a small laugh, then leaned to her, a little more forcefully now, his eyes darkening. She moved even more, and he stopped, his eyes wide with anger.
"I will kill you right here.
The girl moved, torn between saying her life and saving the dignity that had come to shreds with the clothes he had forcefully taken off her. The chains were subduing her, and she swallowed, her body trembling as he started to move
