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His deep blue eyes pierced your aching skull. Damn these woods. You thought. You hang in defeat, twisted in the roots of the forest. They wrapped around your ankles, wrists, and most painfully, your neck, leaving small cuts from the thorns. After hours of fighting the cursed vines you gave into the throbbing of your muscles, hanging in defeat.
Exhausted, you're having trouble keeping your consciousness. The tall mysterious being moved closer, his tone was a bit irritated.
"I will not ask you again. What is your name?"
The ache in your head made it painful to move your eyes to his, but the sight of him was relieving in itself. His hair was long and fair, his eyes were deep and beautiful, and his stance was firm and powerful. Your thoughts were interrupted when he lunged forward and held your small head in his hand. His long fingers curled along your neck and jawline. His touch was fierce and firey, leaving heat on your skin.
"I will not hesitate to leave you here, child, I'm sure the spiders would love a taste of you."
His lips curled into a slight smirk. But his face turned quickly serious.
"(Y/n)..." You managed out.
He stepped back and relaxed his stance. He looked into your eyes and seemed to be thinking.
"Well. (Y/n), you mustn't venture into my lands so unprotected, a little one such as yourself could not make it through these woods, orcs and spiders have infested these lands... I can't imagine why such a beauty would try and join them..."
His dark brows concentrated on your face.
Beauty? You thought.
"I have been sent with a message for the king." You said.
"Let us hear it then child." He asserted.
You had never seen the king before, and did not know this was him at first in your meeting. You now felt intimidated by his strong presence.
"Do not make me wait." He said.
You mustered what courage and life you had left and said,
"My lord, I have been sent by-"
Suddenly and Orc jumped in between you and the king. Several others appeared, sailing from the trees above. Your panic rose as you tried to grab for your knife but couldn't because of the constraints. The fifthly orc came at you and just as swiftly it's head was on the ground. The king had killed the Orc and your panic diminished. But the orc pack behind him had gained his attention as he and his elven guards fought them off. Hanging there helpless you could only watch as the elves quickly extinguished the disgusting filth. The king moved swiftly and elegantly, you watched his strength and power with excitement and desire.
"Well what do we have here?..." A vile filth lurked towards you and drew you from your gaze. "What a nice... tasty... juicy piece of flesh... just hanging here for the taking..." His foul lips spread into a grin exposing his blackened jagged teeth. You let out a slight whimper as his dirty nails scraped along your jawline up to your cheek. He left a trail of dirt and grime on your fair skin. "There... there girly, it'll be over soon." He snarled a villainous laugh. He took out a rotting blade as to gut you and you let out a scream. This drew the attention of the king. Before he could make it to you the Orc struck your head with the blunt of his blade to quiet your screams. Your vision went blurry and everything was spinning. Between the flashes of blackness and reality you saw the King slice off the head of yet another Orc who had tried to harm you.
Blackness was all around.
Then you saw what looked like a road in front of you, it was moving up and down.
Blackness again consumed your vision.
Sight returned and again you saw the road bobbing up and down. You looked up to see fair hair flowing in the wind.
Finally the blackness became permanent, but you could hear faint words coming from around you.
"Yes sire, we shall put her in our finest chamber-"
"No." His silken voice rang out. "She is to sleep in my chambers."
No?... Chambers?... Your confused thoughts and hearing faded into a deep sleep.