Zenora, The Dragon's Fury
20. Compromised

It’s a snowball’s chance in hell, if this bastard thinks he is going to become my King!

By now, I’ve grabbed myself a towel and dried myself off quickly, before getting clothes on. He made me have an orgasm, and felt his way all over my body, but that doesn’t mean I have to argue or fight with him while still being naked.

It was strange though that he let me get dressed, why not attack me or try and rape me? He just stood there, gazing at me, watching me every move with a perverted smile on his face.

I went to the door, to get to Brock and my children, I needed to make sure that they were safe. Besides that, the girl that was growing in my belly, has to be kept safe as well. I can’t get into a big fight, and might get hit in my stomach. I was showing a little baby bump, but I’m not sure if he even noticed it. And I won’t tell him about it either.

“And where do you think you’re going?” The man said, holding his hand on the door.

“Really? Do you think you can hold me inside here? You’ve clearly hit your head badly, right there.” I stated, pointing at the blood on the back of his head.

He stepped forward, pushing me back slightly with a hand on my shoulder. I slapped his hand away and hit him in the stomach, hard. He bent forward in pain, so I grabbed his head and landed his nose on my knee. His screams and bloody nose gave me the confirmation that I broke it.

“You bitch!” He yelled.

I pushed him aside and quickly ran around him, opening the door and faced my way down the hall. Within a few steps I came to an abrupt stop. Not that someone held on to me, but because of the scene that unfolded in front of me.

In front of me was the door to our room, it opened and several men came walking out, holding Brock between their arms.

Where is the Royal Guard? Why is there no one here? Sure the sounds of the fight, must have alarmed them. I looked around in the hallways but there was no one in sight. Not even Natalya, Cirilya, Anna or my dad, just no one… Where is everyone?

Brock was beaten senseless and unconscious. Behind the men I could see several others lying dead or unconscious in our room, Brock has been ambushed! The men that held onto him, were all bulky and tall, tattooed on practically every bit of skin, and wore dark clothes. Their faces lit up, when they saw me. They knew that they took one hell of a warrior down, and they were proud about it too.

“Cowards! Taking down one man, with how many? Seven warriors? You should be ashamed to look so proud as you do now!” I yelled to them, running over to take them down on my own.

I didn’t care that there were four still standing, I have had worse fights! And even though I didn't want to fight before, this sight made me furious! I’m prepared for this, unlike Brock, as he was sleeping and probably thought that I came into the room again, so he didn’t notice the men. My eyes were turning blue, and while screaming and running I closed the distance between me and those men quickly.

“You’d better stop if you want your sons to stay alive!” The man behind me yelled to me.

I stopped and looked towards the room on my right, my boy’s room. The door was closed and I couldn’t hear a thing, they should have been awoken by now, especially when I yelled that loudly. So, why weren’t they? I ran into their room and saw that their beds were empty.

“Kaden, where are you? Are you safe?” I tried to communicate with him, hoping that he would hear me somehow. But no reply.

“No, no, no, no! What did you do to them? WHERE ARE THEY?” I walked over to Brock’s twin as he casually put on his clothes again, and held a towel against his nose.

“Now, calm down my Queen. Everyone of importance is in the dungeon, and my Dark Mages keep your mages trapped, so they can’t cast a spell. Which includes one of your sons as well, he is quite the mage already.” He said.

“You son of a bitch! Do you really think that you can walk out of here without a scratch? What will keep me from killing you here, right now?” I yelled to him, while angrily stepping over to him. Ready to kill him in a second.

“Well like I have told you before, you are willingly going to cooperate with me. I’ll let my broken nose for what it is, but if you hurt me again, my mages will know and kill your precious people within a second.”

I hesitated, I wasn’t sure if he was telling the truth, nor could I read his mind. His mages must have blocked his mind to not let me know what his plan was. So, I couldn’t attack him, or kill him for that matter. Nor did I know how he had entered the castle, without being seen by the guards at the gates. The alarm didn’t go off and no rustle was heard at all.

Brock was still unconscious in front of me, being dragged through the hallway. Towards the dungeons I guess.

I followed quietly, with Brock’s twin behind me.

I wasn’t sure if it was Brock’s twin though, he looked pretty similar to Brock, as an identical twin actually, but there was something off. There was more to know about this man, than meets the eye.

“Let’s take a turn here.” He said, pointing to my dad’s room, the King’s room.

“Take a seat.” He guided me to the bed, but I wasn’t going to please him that easily. Quickly I walked pass the bed and sat myself onto one of the chairs that stood in the room.

“It’s not like I don’t know what you look like naked, and I’ve already made you come, so why not keep your loved ones save and become my Queen this instant?” He said while patting on the bed, next to where he took a seat.

The confidence in this man is appalling! Does he really think that I wouldn’t put up a fight? That I would have sex with him without a single thought? Even though he looks pretty much the same as Brock, he clearly isn’t. I could feel it, his arrogance and self-awareness is over the top!

“Well I don’t know… let’s see… You have invaded my castle unknowingly, put my friends and family in the dungeons, you touched me when I had a weak moment, even made me have an orgasm…”

I wanted to talk about the sexual part nonchalantly, not making him aware of the thoughts that were running through my mind right now. He knows he looks pretty much the same as Brock and he took advantage of it! He took advantage of me! I was feeling so invaded again, just as Markus had done to me, several years back.

But so far, he hasn’t hurt me, physically, so all he did, was touch me. Nothing more, nothing less.

“… But if you think that I will let you become a King and I will voluntarily become your Queen, you could not be further away from the truth.” I continued.

He balled his fists, and his eyes turned into a stare that I hadn’t seen from him yet. Was he angry? Well I guess that he should be, as I’m not going to give in that easily.

“I know that you are not going to give in easily, but I promise you that over time, you will see it my way, and you will choose me.” He said.

Did he just use the same words as I was thinking, or was that a coincident? And why the hell should I ‘choose’ him? There is nothing to ‘choose’ from! Brock will be my King, and my boys are going to be next in line. That’s all there is to know.

“Well maybe if you know more about me, then you might not consider Brock to become your King. Of course, that way, your children won’t become the next in line, so we will make children of our own.” He spoke again, without me even talking.

Then it dawned on me! No… It can’t be!