Chapter 3- Send For That Slave!
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Won't you take it? Or should I wear it on for you?" He asked as his face darkened. She swallowed dryly in fear and knelt on the bed, reaching out to take the bra from his hands but as soon as her hand got to it, he raised it out of her reach causing her to lose balance and fall on his chest
"Is that your way of telling me you want another round?" He asked, staring down at her. Her eyes widened and she quickly stood up causing him to frown. She tried to get the bra but he moved it out of the way again. Exasperated, she tried to leave the bed but her leg collided with his, causing her to fall back on his thighs. She gasped, releasing her clothes in the process and her breasts came into view. He stared at them and back at her.
"You should learn to ask for what you want, Freya. But your moves are amazing. That's why I prefer you to my Consorts" he said with a smirk and she quickly grabbed her clothes to cover her chest.
"Answer my question, Freya!"
"No, I don't want another round. Please give me my underwear" she demanded, staring at him as she felt resentment build up in her. He stared at her wordlessly and she sighed.
"Since you don't want to give it back then I shall leave it with you" she said and left the bed, proceeding to put on her clothes
"Do you talk to me in such manner?"
"I'm sorry. Did I offend your majesty?" She asked sarcastically and he sighed throwing the bra at her feet
"Put on your clothes and leave" he said and left. She picked it up and wore her clothes hurriedly. When she was through, she looked around for her hair pin without success
"Are you still here? Do you need help with something?" He asked and she turned away
"No. I shall take my leave now" she said and hurried out, taking the old flower pot with her. As she walked out, she didn't miss the glares the guard gave her
"I can't believe it took you almost an hour to change the flowers. Not to mention the funny sounds. Did you miss your way around?" He asked in disdain and her eyes widened. One hour! This means she had less than one hour to send the flowers to Consort Irene , Jewel and Elena's Chambers. She was surely going to be punished no doubt
"Garen!" The Emperor called and the guard rushed in
"You called, your majesty?" He asked with a bow
"Send someone to change these sheets" he ordered and went into the bathroom
"Yes!"
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"Your highness" Garen said with a bow as Consort Irene approached. She ignored him and walked in, only to meet some maids. As soon as they saw her, they kowtowed immediately
"Your highness!" They chorused and she stared down at their bowed heads.
"What are you doing here?" She asked and they raised their heads
"We came to change the sheets on the orders of his majesty" they replied and she looked at them for a while
"Get out!" She ordered and they stood up instantly
"Yes!" They chorused and left the room with the old sheets. She walked towards the bedside table and dropped the tray in her hands. As she straightened up, her eyes fell on something beside the table. She squatted and picked it up, turning it around in her palm.
"That slave!" She hissed as she stared at the hair pin. "I'll surely make her pay for sleeping with his Majesty."
"What are you doing here?" A voice asked and she spun around, dropping the hair pin. She quickly covered it with her foot.
"You gave me a fright, your Majesty" she said, holding a hand to her chest
"That doesn't answer my question" he said, glancing at her foot
"I came to bring you breakfast" she answered, watching him walk to the bed and sit on it
"Take it away. I'm not hungry" he replied simply and she frowned
"Why are you never hungry when it comes to my food? Why do send me away each time, thereby making my efforts go to waste? You don't treat Consort Elena this way!" She exploded and he stared at her
"Are you objecting?" He asked simply and she quickly went down on her knees
"I dare not!" She answered, staring at him
"Did I ask you to cook for me? Does my palace no longer have cooks? Do you blame me for your wasted efforts?"
"I dare not! It's my fault. I'm sorry for talking to you in such manner. Please punish me as you please" she said and kowtowed. He sighed
"Get up!" He said and she got up, staring at the floor
"Your efforts may have been wasted on the food but what if I want something else to eat?" He said and she looked at him as realization seeped in. She took her eyes to the floor again
"Oh!" She said as she tried to hide a smile. She was happy at the prospect of sleeping with the Emperor after such a long time. Maybe if she birthed a male child for him this resentment he had for her would end. He smirked
"Come here!" He ordered and she obeyed. When she got close to the bed, she stopped
"Take off your clothes!" He said and without wasting a minute she quickly took off her clothes
"Stop!" He ordered when she got to her underthings. She looked up at him, confused
"Now take your food and get out of my room" he snapped, leaving her shocked.
"What!?" She asked astonished
"Did you not understand what I said?"
"But your majesty..."
"I would not like to repeat myself" he said dismissively and she bent down to pick her clothes, painful tears forming in her eyes, blinding her
"Leave the clothes!" He hissed at her in a voice that brooked no argument and she straightened up
"I'll take my leave, then" she said and carried the tray. Outside the Emperor's Chambers, she beckoned on Garen. He rushed to her and gasped when he saw her half naked.
"Your highness, why are you....?"
"Shut up and get me something to wear!" She snarled and he bowed in fright
"Yes!" He said and ran out. Back in her Chambers, she sat on the bed and clenched her fists
"Susan!" She called and her personal maid came in
"Yes, your highness?"
"Send for that slave, Freya!"
"Yes!" She said with a bow, withdrawing from the room.
Freya tiredly ascended the stairs. The third in a row. This meant she has just two more trips to Consorts Jewel and Elena's Chambers. As she got to the last stair she saw Susan.
"Lady Susan" she greeted with a bow even though she was six years older than her. Susan eyed her disdainfully.
"Her highness calls for you" she announced and Freya felt her heart drop
"Why would Consort Irene call for me? Nothing good ever comes out of being called by a consort as hard hearted as Consort Irene."
"You'd better hurry up. Don't worry, she's in a good mood" Susan said sarcastically and started to leave. Freya quickly followed.
"She's here, your highness"
Susan said once they got to the door
"Come in. The both of you!" They heard her say from inside the room
"Yes" Susan replied and proceeded to enter the room but noticed Freya hesitating. She smirked.
"Will you not come in? Do you want a personal invitation by her highness herself before you come in?" She asked indifferently as she watched Freya gulp slowly. She nodded wordlessly and followed her in
"Here she is!" Susan said as soon as they entered. Consort Irene dropped the book she was browsing through and set her gaze on Freya, scaring her even more.
"Your highness" she greeted, dropping the flower pot on the floor beside her to kowtow. With a signal nod from Consort Irene, Freya went to keep the flowers. She returned and bowed courteously.
"So respectful, huh? Even I could be fooled by that innocent act of yours" she said angrily and Freya quickly looked up
"I do not understand, your highness" she said, feeling her temperature go up
"Oh you don't? Susan make her understand" Consort Irene ordered and before Freya could think, a stinging slap met her cheeks sending her sprawling on the floor. She quickly composed herself, going on her knees.
"That's better. Now can you explain in two words what your hair pin was doing in the Emperor's personal Chambers?" She snarled, going towards Freya and gripping her hard on the jaw.
"His Majesty" Freya replied, wincing in pain.
"Is that an answer? His Majesty?"
"Called me!" She choked out and Consort Irene frowned at her
"What's that? What do you mean?"
"You said I should speak only two words" she explained and Consort Irene released her jaw harshly, causing it to slam against the floor. Freya tasted blood in her mouth. Irene went back to sit on the bed and picked her cup, sipping tea from it
"You better start talking now or blame yourself later"
"His Majesty called me while I was changing the flowers" she said and paused
"And....?" Irene probed impatiently
"And he made me kneel down as he pulled my hair as punishment for talking to him in the wrong manner. I must have lost my hair pin in the process" she lied
"b***h!" Irene yelled, throwing the cup on the floor. It's contents spilled out and some splashed on Freya making her shiver
"You dare to lie to me as well?" She gnarled and Freya immediately kowtowed
"I dare not!"
"Dare not!?" Irene asked with a humourless chuckle as she walked to where Freya knelt on the floor and squatted. Then she grabbed her hair and pulled it painfully as Freya whimpered
"You little b***h dared to sleep with the Emperor and lie to my face? You dare not, huh?" She snarled, pulling on the hair tighter till Freya felt her head ache.
"Please" she whimpered and Irene left her hair roughly.
"You want to birth a child for him and get the chance to become his Concubine, right?" She asked and Freya shook her head negatively as tears cascaded down her face
"I have no such intentions, Imperial Consort Irene. I came to change the flowers for his majesty just as my routine is. When I came in, I saw no one. I kept the flowers and made to leave when His majesty suddenly came out and stopped me. Then he made me sleep with him. I really didn't have any evil intentions. I know my status as well as my limits. Please believe me your highness. Please stop hurting me" she cried
"So you're saying that the Emperor seduced you? Well said!"
She said with a smirk and Freya's eyes widened in panic
"No your highness. I never implied that." She begged with a nearly hysteric cry but Irene only ignored her.
"Suggest a way to deal with her, Susan" the Consort said, returning to her former position on the bed and Susan smiled.
"I think your highness should order for this b***h to be whipped with five horse whips stringed together" she said and Freya gasped
"Please your highness....."
"Very good!" Irene said, clapping her hands. "Very good. I can see you're beginning to become more sinister. I actually want to whip her myself and enjoy the pleasure of listening to those screams. Prepare for the whips to be sent here in ten minutes and while she's at it, I want you Freya to clean up this mess" she ordered and Freya stood up to go get a broom and rags
"With your tongue!" The order came, startling Freya and rooting her to the floor in shock.
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