The Lair (Open for 1)

alias_amy

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OOC:

Name: Princess Athena
Age: 20
Eyes: Green
Height: 5'8'
Hair: Dark Red
Info: Athena is a virgin, which is needed by her country as they believe the gods request it till she marry. She is a petite young woman who has a strong heart.

IC:

Athena looked up thru the iron bars of her cage. Her hands chained up against the wall, she kneeled on the floor, awaiting some type of judgement to befall her. She was the princess of this country yet she was being treated like a common thug. Her father's kingdom had been invaded, she had secretly fought against the invaders but now she was held captive in the very castle she had lived in for 22 years. She looked up, her wrists were already sore. She had no idea where her father was or what was happening above. She had been hit around the head.

Her knees felt bruised as she tried to move into a more comfortable position, suddenly a guard opened the door and a man walked in holding something black. "Stand up" he ordered, Athena responded standing up. The man unlocked her from the chain, dropping whatever he had onto the floor. She looked down, it was a pile of clothes. "Put them on" Athena looked at them before looking back at them before replying with "I am the princess of this nation, i will not be ordered around" the man smirked. Before raising his hand and backhanding her. Her face stang like hell. She looked back at him, her left cheek red and sore. She reached down, picking up the clothes. She took her dress off and dropped it onto the floor. She put the suspender and black stockings on first before sliding the black short skirt up her legs then put on a black top which wrapped itself around her upper body, it was very tight, her breasts and nipples pushing against the material.

"That will do" said the man, looking her up and down "where am i going" she demanded, the man smirked again. Chaining her hands together and hooking the chain onto his leather belt. "To meet your new king"

(Looking for a male to play the new king who has invaded the land)
 
ooc
Name: King Krieger
Age: 28
Eyes: blue
Height: 6’3
Hair: black
Info: a cold hearted king who ascended to the throne by assonating his own father at the age of 16.
 
The thrown was bright it picked up the light casting hundred of patterns on the wall made of the broken weapons of a dozen armies. He watched the woman approach he fierce green eyes and firry red hair. Even if she were not a princess she would be a prized his cruel ice blue eyes watched her. “Are you ready to accept you new king” his gaze like iron he stands and walks slowly his cape dragging on the ground his armor that he always wears clinks. He lifts her head looking down at her he ankle preventing her from standing. He smiles having the guard’s leave he needs no help to deal with her he is in no danger. all glory to mh23
 
She was led into her fathers throne room where a man was sitting in her fathers throne. The man behind her forces her to her knees. “Are you ready to accept you new king” said the man, standing up and walking towards her. She looked down towards the floor, pretending not to have heard or seen him. He felt his tough hand against her chin forcing her to look up. His ankles preventing her from standing up. The guard behind her unclipped the chain from his belt letting it drop to the floor, her hands still chained, he walked away. Athena looked into the mans dark, cold eyes "You are not the king, my father is the king and he always will be, where is he?" she demanded.
 
He moves picking her up by the chin without damaging her or causing her much pain despite the fact her feet dangle. “You and this kingdom by right of conquest are mine so princes you better get used to that” he father is in a cell slated to be executed on there wedding day but he will not tell. Slowly he removes some of his armor showing his confidence or arrogance. He walks back “the more you resist the more you and you’re people will suffer you must learn to accept that you’re kingdom no longer exists”.
He smiles looking into her eyes what will it take to break her slowly he unbinds her hands she is not threat to anyone but herself.
 
The man moved, picking her up by the chin so that her feet dangled above the floor. “You and this kingdom by right of conquest are mine so princes you better get used to that” He dropped her, she fell to her floor in a pile. She looked up as he removed some of his armor, “the more you resist the more you and you’re people will suffer you must learn to accept that you’re kingdom no longer exists” She gritted her teeth, her vision blurred as she felt tears fill her eyes "My fathers kingdom will always live, the people will not follow a man like you" she said...altho she knew in her that what she had said, was not true. This man didn't care about people being scared of him, he would put the fear into the people and they would follow, she knew it. She looked down, away from his eyes, her spirit draining. "Why do you want me here?" she asked, a tear falling from her eyes.
 
He laughed picking her up he began to dance with her as if she was a lifeless doll. “Because the foolish people expect it or there will be rebellion I will kill them they will kill my men death and more death and I will stay” he smiles continuing to dance as if they are at a ball and he is not in the throne room of a conquered kingdom with his prisoner. “This is not my first but my seventh this can be a paradise or hell on earth it is you’re choice”. He dips her looking at her fair skin.
 
She was suddenly picked up, he moved her around the room as if he was a boy with a doll, she could feel the power of his strength through his hands. The power to dominate and control entire kingdoms through killing and fear. “Because the foolish people expect it or there will be rebellion I will kill them they will kill my men death and more death and I will stay” she heard him say, she knew it to be true. Rebellions never worked it just created more pain and death “This is not my first but my seventh this can be a paradise or hell on earth it is you’re choice” she ran the sentence "it is you're choice" through her head again and again. As he dipped her she looked up into his eyes, trying in vain to find any compassion in him, there was none. "I want what is best for the people, you have overthrown my father who was best for the people, i don't know what to do" she began to feel herself losing herself.
 
He held her in his arms “then marry me make them see that I am there king that nothing has changer” his hands move over the back of her body just hidden beneath the cloth he is a cruel man but not a monster. He looks into her eyes trying to see if she will tell him what he wants to here. He slowly kisses her with all the compassion and passion he can manage “I am not a demon just a man maybe you will learn to love me”
 
“then marry me make them see that I am there king that nothing has changer” She felt his hands on her skin at her back. She leaned back, closing her eyes...thinking before looking back into his eyes, they enveloped her so much, there was so much power in those eyes, she felt him press his lips against hers, kissing her passionatly. She found herself kissing him back instead of retreating. “I am not a demon just a man maybe you will learn to love me” She sighed, the taste of his mouth still on her lips "If it is to keep the people and this country safe, then i, Princess Athena, accept your proposal of marriage."
 
He smiles placing her back on her feet giving her one last kiss “then you can see you’re father at the wending when he gives you away” he smiles leaving her for a moment and returns with her mothers wedding wring. He places this in her hand and closes it as a gift to her. “Trust me you will love the wedding and the honeymoon many have said I am a great lover”. How many of those were the truth and not shallow compliments may be no better then half.
 
“then you can see you’re father at the wending when he gives you away” He said to her, he went away and returned with a wedding ring. He placed it within her hand and closed it around the ring. “Trust me you will love the wedding and the honeymoon many have said I am a great lover” she nodded, she looked down at the ring in her hand...and then back up at him "I understand, when shall we be wed to end the suffering..." she paused, gulping "my king"
 
He smiles he had not hoped for so much cooperation “thee sooner the better a week from not” no wedding fit for a princess no a king and his queen could be created in any less time then that. He smile taking in the sight of his queen the wedding and the honeymoon would be one to remember. “You should prepare” he claps his hands and a half dozen female servants enter and Wisk her away.
 
“thee sooner the better a week from not” he said, she nodded, wondering if she had made the right decisive action or if she had made a mistake. “You should prepare” he continued, clapping his hands. Servants appeared wisking her away.

She was led to her old room. It had already been changed, the whole room had been changed, the maids around the room instantly started to go to work around her.
 
for the next week he secluded himself speaking to no one but his generals and avisors. he then emerged on the big day in dress most foriegn for it had not protective value. he waited at the end of the long stairs for his bride already overdue.
 
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