At war

lizzy allows sara to lead her, but feels extremely reluctant to be around the other slaves, or any other person. not only does she not want them to see her in her current state, but she no longer trusts any of them
 
Sara places her arm around Lizzie's shoulder in a comforting and protective gesture, and takes one of Lizzie's hands in her own. Sara feels uncertain, but trys to maintain the illusion if not the fact of strength.

She takes her to the Queen's sitting room, but keeps her toward the back of the room. She gives Lizzie's hand an encouraging squeeze, and decides to stay here with her until the king or queen decide to order her to do something else.

"Shh. It will all be well," she whispers to Lizzie, uncertain even as she says it.
 
lizzy rests against the wall in the back of the room, trying to escape everyone's notice. sara is soon summoned by the king and queen, leaving lizzy alone. she crosses her arms over her chest and tries to sink into a corner, wishing she could slip away, uncomfortable in a room so filled with people.

soon, lizzy's breath catches in her throat when she notices the soldier entering the room. she had not yet considered how she would act when she saw him again. strangly, his presense made her far less fearful than the boy's. perhaps it came from his kind words at their parting. but despite her lack of fear for the soldier, he still made her uncomfortable. seeing that sara was occupied with the king and queen, lizzy quietly slips out the back door to the room, walking the hallways back to the slaves quarters.

when she reaches the room, lizzy sinks to the floor and curls up, attempting to get comfortable. exhausted, she closed her eyes and allowed herself to begin to fall asleep, not hearing the opening of a door near the back of the room....
 
"Ah. Sara welcome back. Did you find your friend. Come tell us what happened."

The King motioned for her to sit in a chair that was only slightly lower then the King and Queens chairs.

"And don't leave anything out."
 
"Yes sire. I went out to find her, and I did, in the slave quarters."

Sara turned to look at Lizzy, to decide if she should obey her loyalty to her friend, wrong as she knew it was, or to obey her king and queen, whose loyalty was recent, and forced, but could also be enforced with punishment.

She saw Lizzy was gone, and panic rose up in her.

"Sire, I swore that I would not reveal what I found, but she has left this room, without seeking permission. Sire, I fear for her. She has been raped by that soldier, the same that threatened to steal my virginity. When I found her, a boy was about to rape her and only the arrival of myself and the other slave prevented her from being ravaged a second time.
"Sire, I fear that she will hate me for telling you this, but I am willing to do so, for her safety. Sire, she is in danger and desperately needs to be protected."

Sara gasped, and closed her eyes, uncertin what would happen next.
 
The King nods.
"It is good that you told us these things. Now the soldier can be properly punished. Mabey he will be turned into a slave afterwards. Could you go find your friend again and tell her that I wish to speak to her about this."
 
"Yes sire. But ... I fear that she will hate me for doing this. I want her safe though because I ... care for her."

She again left the sitting room, running directly to the slave quarters, figuring that she had returned there....
 
Lizzy scarcely had time to sleep when small but cruel fingers dug into her shoulder. "Damn you and that slave. No doubt she is telling the King and Queen right now of what you made me do. You slaves think you have the run of this place, don't you? Go down on the King, suck his cock, you're his pet. Or lick the Queen's tits and become her favored toy."

"No..." Lizzy pleaded.

"Shut UP!" the boy said, hitting the woman once again. He tore at her dress, pushing in the straw of the bed. Forcing her down, he took down his pants and forced apart her legs. "Oh, god, there's blood, you filthy woman", he said, shoving his cock into her dry pussy.

Lizzy tried blocking out the pain, as tears welled up in her eyes. The boy felt great pleasure, groaning as he rammed his prick in her cunt. Holding her legs apart, he continued ramming like a beast.

"Oh...aaaaaah...." he continued, grunting gutteral sounds. "Ahhh... ahhh.... aeerraarrrgh" he said, coughing up blood onto Lizzy's naked chest. The Soldier lifted the boy, withdrew his sword from his back, and tossed the body towards the door of the quarters.

"I'm sorry you had to see that," said the Soldier.

Sara arrives at the door about to open it, only to see a trail of blood seeping under the door...


Scribe.
 
"Oh dear goddes!"

She throws the door open, in panic.

"Lizzy??"

She saw the body, crumpled up behind the door. The soldier, with a bloody sword. Lizzy, her body covered in blood, naked and evidently just molested by the now-dead boy.

"What in the Nine Hells??"

She was paralyzed, with fear, disgust, and worry for Lizzy."
 
lizzy looks up at the soldier with wide, fearful eyes.

what in gods name had just happened?!

she pulls herself up into a sitting position, pulling her dress up around her, feeling the boy's warm blood sliding over her smooth skin. she wipes roughly at it, wanting desperatly to be clean. her hand stills as another covers it, preventing more movement. she hesitates a moment before again raising her eyes to the soldier's, lower now that he had kneeled beside her. she finds tender concern in his eyes, and before she can stop herself, the quiet words "why did you do it?" flew unbidden from her lips.
 
The King turns to his Queen.

"I'm going to go and see what is taking Sara so long."

He gets up and heads to the slave quarters. Once he gets there he sees the boy dead on the floor.

"What has happened here. Speak or be punished."
 
lizzy's eyes fly to the king as he enters, but then quickly back to the soldier, asking with her eyes for him to explain, because she knows that she cannot, too confused herself. she knows that she is not showing the king his proper respect, but she is still too shocked by the day's events. she pleads with her eyes for the soldier to help her understand
 
Sara moves between the king and Lizzy.

"Sire, I don't know what has happened, but I beg of you do not punish the poor girl. Please!"
 
"My threat was to the soldier not the slave."

The King does something that catches him off guard. He extends his hand to help the poor girl up.
 
suprised, lizzy again shifts her gaze to the king, amazed by his generosity. looking one last time at the soldier, uncertain, she accepts the king's hand and is helped to her feet. her dress hangs open from where the boy ripped it, and she struggles to cover herself, her legs still unsteady.

"thank you sire", she murmurs
 
Sara stepped aside when the king indicated that he was trying to help Lizzy. She bowed her head slightly, silently happy that Lizzy was finally getting help.

She glanced up again, her heart breaking afresh seeing Lizzy's torn dress, her obvious weakness and difficulty walking.
 
The King takes his coat off and wrap her body in it.

"Tell me what happened here today. One thing I already know..Yes I know that this soldier raped you..But tell me of this dead slave at my feet. Please leave us Sara and bring him before the Queen."
 
"Yes, sire."

She motions for the soldier to follow. Reluctantly, he follows Sara. She leads him through the hallways of the castle, to the queen's sitting room.

"My queen, the soldier. The king is with Lizzy."
 
lizzy pulls the coat tight around herself, savoring the warmth it provides. she mummurs another quiet "thank you" and tries to relax. she feels nervous at the thought of recounting the days events, but also very grateful to have someone to litsen. she hears the king instruct sara to bring the soldier before the queen, and feels the sudden urge to defend him. this feeling confuses her further, as so recently she despised him completly. she watches helplessly as sara leads him out of the room, then turns back to the king, looking up at him with gratitude, but unsure of what to say.
 
He smiled at her.

"Would it help if I wasn't here as the King?" He takes his crown off and places it on the blood staind bed.
"There now I'm just plain Alucard. And your just plain Lizzy.. Now what happened?"
 
Lizzy smiles somewhat shyly at his kindness, and takes a deep breath before explaining the events of the day. she explains about her encounter with the soldier, how he had promised to help her, should she ever be attacked again. she tells him how she returned to the slaves quarters, and was attacked by the boy, who fled when sara came to her. she apeaks of sara's kindness and care, how she brought her to the queen;s chambers, but lizzy had snuck out. she explains how the boy attacked her again in her sleep, and the soldier had come upon them, after following her from the queen's quarters. the soldier had stabbed the boy as he lay atop lizzy, then removed the body. it was then that sara and the kind had arrived. tears form in lizzy's eyes as she describes the second rape, how cruel and rough the boy had been, and her relief to have it stopped. she looks up at the king and begs his forgivness for causing so much trouble.
 
Alucard wiped her tears from her cheek then kissed the spot softly.

"You did nothing wrong Lizzy. That is the first thing that you must understand."
 
Lizzy tilted her head slightly into the king's touch, and sighed at his gentle kiss.

"i... thank you, sire" she whispers
 
Not knowing what has come over him he kisses her softly on the lips.

"Think nothing of it Lizzy. Just remember that you can always talk to me like this."
 
lizzy gasps as the king kisses her gently. her eyes drift closed and she sighs softly. the kiss is over before it really began, but her lips tingle from the gentle touch even as the king continues to talk, prompting her to bring her hand to her lips in disbelief.
 
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