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The Slave Princess Chapter 47

July 11, 2020 / Miss R posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

Laun wished things would stay the same for at least a day before changing.

There were different curtains up in the main room, darker in color and thicker in fabric. There were pillows and blankets and flowers and little knick-knacks that had been brought in. A desk had been wedged in behind one of the couches, a small pile of messages and small boxes ignored next to a sheaf of clean writing paper. A small stack of books was next to the desk, some of the bindings new, some quite old.

Laun saw all this as she was puling her jerkin off and heading for the bathing chamber. That had been subtly changed, also. There was a new bench that had stacks of loopcloth toweling. There was a many-drawered chest next to the vanity and all the mess had been cleared, a few new pots of cosmetics lined up along the back. The paper flowers were still in their basket. Laun was happy about that as she sat on the ceramic privy and let her unhappy midsection empty it’s self.

“I told you the stew was bad.” »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 46

July 9, 2020 / Miss R posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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When Falmir had shown up as Laun had predicted, she had not considered that he had fully planned the day for her. He ordered food and drink to be brought to her rooms, ate with her as she bathed and dressed her in what he picked out. He made the others get up and clean up. Falmir marched them through the Palace, only a few guards trailing behind. He had the horses saddled and waiting at a side entrance, the morning drizzle not putting him off of his plans.

Laun had said that she had gotten lost in the Capitol City and he was going to show her the city so it would not happen again.

They had caused a bit of a ruckus as they went through the streets, some people recognizing the King and surging towards him, some recognizing him and moving away. Silar, Gem and Evan surrounded Laun at one point as a tankard went past her head, stale mead spattering her leathers.

It was now several hours since they had stopped at an Inn called the Frightened Maid to have a noon meal. The innkeeper had been honored, moreso when the gold plate came from Falmir’s pouch. Laun saw how people looked at them, seeing the nobility, the crowns, not the people beneath them. Laun had been able to stuff a few of the soggy rolls into her leather jerkin before Falmir had prodded them all out of the Inn and into the street again. She was tearing parts off and eating while Falmir pointed out yet another landmark that he deemed important. »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 45

July 6, 2020 / Miss R posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

Back to Chapter 44 - The Beginning of the big work, the Chronicles of the Midlands, starts with The Slave Warrior, Chapter 1 - Please consider Tribute, as the Web Mistress is in need of chocolate

There was soft light in the room and soft footsteps on the wood. Ifahyd opened his eyes and had to think for a moment where he was before he moved.

He rolled onto his back. It was a good bed, but he missed his at the Estate. He was not used to being surrounded by people, but it was strangely comforting listening to the sighs and snores around him.

He looked and saw Laun was gone from between Edgar and himself. He looked and saw several figures moving in the room. He had to prop himself up further to make sense of it.

Four figures. Each with knives in their hands. Moving together, a deadly dance between the beds. They were all naked, two men, two women. They made little noises as they moved, quiet focus sounds as they battled invisible foes. »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 43

June 28, 2020 / Miss R posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

Back to chapter 42 - The beginning of the Chronicles of the Midlands is in Chapter one of The Slave Warrior - Please consider Tribute for the Web Mistress

There were musicians behind a screen on the other side of the Gallery, the light flute and harp drifting down the stairs as the group walked up. There were blue and grey clad servants scattered through the long hallway, many of them ducking behind the columns on either side to be less intrusive. Voices could be heard punctuating the music, laughter blending with it.

There were soldiers. Not just Midland soldiers. Laun paused at the top of the stairs and signaled to those still behind her. She heard peace bonds being loosened and at least one blade drawn. Laun held tighter to Edgar’s hand and stepped forward again.

Rosemond and Midland soldiers saluted as Laun passed by, saluting again as her cousin passed a few paces behind her. Dougal had insisted on having her enter first as she had been specifically invited. She had offered her hand to him at the bottom of the stairs and he had bowed out, motioning Edgar to her side.

A laugh came to Laun that she recognized, perhaps. And a voice she did not recognize at all talking to Falmir. Laun hesitated a few steps before they would clear the column and see who was behind the privacy screens. Edgar slowed and pulled her with him. »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 42

June 25, 2020 / Miss R posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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She was tired. She was hungry. She felt as though her mind had been passed through a fishing net, all the sanity clinging to the string, leaving her with the chaos and darkness.

There were still the people who wished to talk with her as she went back to her room. She despised them.

The blue and grey servants were clustered in the hallway, trying to look indifferent to the world. She saw right through them.

Laun went to the bedroom, leaving all doors she passed through open. She went to the two level bed and looked at it. It had not been made that day, the household servants staying outside, and the people inside the rooms having been distracted. She cared, and yet she did not. The skirt was off, the tunic was off. She left the halter on and crawled into the bed, going to one side of the top level.

The men came in, many of them shucking off their boots and belts before crawling up into the bed around Laun. She held her eyes closed, her hand over her face, as she lay under the thin blanket. »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 41

June 21, 2020 / Miss R posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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“I was out in the city, Father.”

Laun had an irate King in her quarters when she arrived back at the Palace at close to eleven bells. Several others were also there, hiding in the bed chamber or in the bathing chamber. They did not want to witness what was going to happen, but they wanted to be there to support their Princess.

“Why the fuck are you getting in now?”

Laun pulled the leather jerkin off and started to unwind the yellow silk from around her middle. “Because I got lost. If you would have let me see some of the Capitol City from anything other than a window before, that wouldn’t have been a problem.”

Falmir’s face pulled into it’s self, showing an even grumpier face. “You went out without an escort!” He stood and pulled her to him. “Anything could have happened to you!” »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 40

June 18, 2020 / Miss R posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

Back to Chapter 39 Please Consider Tribute, the Web Mistress is desperate for chocolate.

The beginning of the Midlands Chronicles starts with Chapter one of The Slave Warrior

Laun’s stomach was growling. It was almost as loud as Alsen’s snore. »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 39

June 13, 2020 / Miss R posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

Back to Chapter 38 - The start of the story is in Chapter One of The Slave Warrior - Keep the Web Mistress in Chocolate by giving Tribute

It was a different room. Bed, chairs, table the same. The walls were darker, no windows, and the privy was not separate from the rest of the room. Laun saw the attachment points and chains on the walls, the rope in coils on one of the tables. She saw the man, naked, kneeling on the floor.

Laun laughed.

The man’s head went up and saw there were two women in the room. He started to stand and he stopped when the one in yellow and brown pointed to the floor. “I didn’t pay for two...”

Laun turned and looked at the shelf by the door. A stack of five gold coins was there. The stack for Mimi had been just silver in the other room. “I didn’t say I had accepted, yet. They had to drag me away from another client because you have been a very bad boy and the others don’t want to play with you any more.”

She saw his breathing change, shallow and fast. “I need this... How much more?”

Laun started to untie her red hip scarf and paused. “That is enough for me. My assistant is two more.” »Read More

The Slave Princess Chapter 38

June 11, 2020 / Miss R posted in Chapter Book, Stories / No Comments

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“I have exotics here, General.”

Laun held onto the General’s arm and seemed to have eyes only for him through her veil. Alsen looked down into Laun’s eyes and smiled. “She is a gift for the evening, Olwin. But you know me, I have to have your girls.”

The man in the small receiving hall in the house nodded. “Haven’t had you miss a night more than one in a row for a month. Your usual room?”

Laun saw many hallways with many doors as they went through the large building. The slave that led them through kept his head down but agilely went around other slaves as he walked. The room was ahead and the slave opened the door for them.

The General caught himself before he bowed to let Laun in before him. He brushed an imaginary thing from his leg as he bent over, Laun waiting for him to go in before her. He straightened and went into the room, Laun bowing her head and following.

The door closed and the General looked around the room. “No one else, yet. Here, High-”

Laun raised her hand and went to his side. “You were right, sir. This is a beautiful view,” she purred. She looked at the building that was about twenty feet away and a story down. There were some lights lit, and Alsen pointed to one light in a window. Laun nodded and looked as close as she could from where they were. »Read More

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