Breeding for the King

A Rarity

🖤🩸”I have always wondered what my destiny was. This vampiric witcher believes it’s to bear his pup, and to drink from me.” – Frida King🖤🩸

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I twirled on the dance floor recalling it all.

How I was just heading for level two when my assistant pulled me back. On her eyes lied a trustworthy glance, as she handed me a mask.

“Take use this just in case. There are many predators here, you might want to be careful,” I nodded at her words, grabbing the mask from her, and putting it on in a hurry.

I paced to the dance floor hearing the soft twirls of the veil, made of rhinestone clunking at my steps.

Good thing it covered my entire face except my eyes.

This was a better chance. To not be noticed. I knew they just met me. There was no way they will trust me.

Yet I had to take the risk. I couldn’t dance. I ditched my dance class back at my Kingdom for training and therefore was bad at dancing.

But I couldn’t tell them that. Neither could I get caught in this level. I have come too far. Giving up was not an option.

“So, what steps will we be making?” a girl asked.

“None of what Lady Rita taught you,” I replied. “Can you follow my lead?” I muttered, asking.

“But Lady Rita she’ll-“

“The aristocrats are probably bored after seeing the same dance twice.” I said hurriedly. “If you want to win, just follow my lead,” I added.

I nodded at my assistant who I previously conversed with on our dance techniques. She hurriedly brought the soccer ball I requested for, putting it amongst us. To support this, the other assistants brought a net placing it on split ends making two goal posts.

“W-What are you doing?” one of the girls asked.

“You might as well let her finish to know?” Lisa replied, folding her arms. This encouraged me further, as I held the ball.

“Great, now who knows how to play soccer?” I said and they stared at me with this glance. Like I committed a mortal sin.

“Well I do,” raising her hands, Lisa said.

“Good, now we need two girls at each goal post, any volunteers?”

“I can try?” another girl raised her hand, then her friend joined saying, “Me too.”

“Okay good,” I said and they stared at me timidly, almost quivering. I narrated the games rules to all of them, before guiding the first and second girl to the post.

“Now we are going to play amongst ourselves,” I said only to be met with a horrid expression.

“What if we don’t know how to play?” one of the girls let out.

“It’s quite learnable,” I said, “We’ll split into two and try to get the ball into our opponent’s goal post,”

“And our scores?” another girl asked.

“Our scores will be recorded there, by our assistants,” I replied nodding my chin towards their direction.

“Begin ladies!” said Lady Maria. This gave no room for thoughts with the piper’s tune humming along to the musical instruments.

“Remember, don’t be boring. You’re not playing soccer alone, you’re attracting a high rank,” I muttered.

“Sway, while you play, she means. Sway!” Lisa said support demonstrating with her hands. Almost face palming I sighed when they nodded.

This was a dance. A performance and those who defied were bound to get disqualified. After this thought, I placed the ball in the middle of the dance floor, with my leg firmly on it.

The girls spread out and just before Lisa headed back she whispered, “Guide anyone that is lacking from your side, I’ll do the same from mine,”

“Okay,” I nodded with my eyes scanning everywhere. I stared at her next, and the bell dinged that minute. Staring at the aristocrats, I swayed my belly to the left and right twirling a bit and hoping they didn’t notice my horrible dancing skills.

I swayed towards the front, kicking the ball next and unpredictably, Lisa caught the ball. She immediately tried to get through my goal post, passing my teammates as she went along.

I pushed a bit forward withholding my Lycan speed which would have made me faster. But I was still able to meet up with her. Taking the ball from her, and heading to her goal post I took a side glance at my teammates who were near enough to hold them off a bit.

They blocked Lisa, and just when her team was approaching me, I seized the opportunity and kicked the ball in the net which scored a goal. Just as I did, I looked towards the aristocrats.

My eyes met King Draco’s eyes and it was like everything stopped for us. They were still. Or so we thought. Until one of them started clapping. “Wow! Such a lovely performance!” a woman let out clapping her hands so loud with a smile on her face.

The people beside her clapped in support and gradually it moved which confirmed that we could continue. This made me nod to the girls who commenced a second round. Lisa scored making her team cheer in support.

The aristocrats clapped once more and quickly I slipped at their back while they concluded the dance, pretending to follow their lead. They collapsed on the floor with me doing me the same, and the performance finished.

“Great, now you can all go for your points,” our assistants directed saying. I sighted Lady Maria who interacted with the aristocrats and their representatives.

“Ladies and gentlemen, the results,” she stated, “Out of 18 girls, 9 failed,” she said calling out the names of the girls that failed. Luckily, my name wasn’t there and so was Lisa’s.

“You will be directed to a room to check your chastity, after this. Please listen to the divisions of the ranks interested in you,” she said listing the Priest and the General’s candidates.

A few more ranks and girls were listed only for her hands to tremble a bit staring at the paper in astonishment. “Well I didn’t expect this, but the King has a candidate for the first time in years…” she trailed out. “Who is Frida?”