Chapter 18: Princess inside a brothel-II

I was shaking in my bones when they

The men continue to drag me inside and screamed for a woman named, "Yartezi!" They yelled together, the beaming smiles on their faces haunted me.

"Shut it!" A sharp voice rang out and my heart thundered from it. "Why are ye' two bastards 'ere?!'

I cringed at her language. No lady ever should cruse like that but something told me that there was no one stopping her from it.

She descended from the stairs in the corner of the room as if she was the queen and not me. Her eyes were trained to me as she stepped closer to the three of us.

"She ain't one of mine." She declared and stepped closer. Her hand came to my jaw and she looked at me with interest and precision. "Neither does she look like she belongs somewhere else."

"We brought her to do you then. You must pay for that." The man who had laughed loudly told her and the woman and nodded thoughtfully.

"Well . ." She stepped back and looked at me up and down. "Hmm," she hummed and stepped closer to me. Her hand came forward and squeezed my breasts.

"Watch it!" I gasped and stumbled back making her and the others in the room laugh. How dare she!

"I can tell ye' are new. That would be pricey." She grinned. "Alright. Take your price and go. Come for 'er tomorrow."

My arms were immediately freed and I breathed in relief.

The woman chuckled and I saw two more heavily built-upon coming my way and I immediately knew that my newfound freedom was only temporary.

I immediately took a step back and then another and turned around to run out of the place when someone pulled my hair back making me yell in pain. "Leave me be!" I cried. I realize that this was what women felt when someone bought or sold them. Utter helplessness even though I was a future queen and a second crowned princess.

"Don't ye' try to run." The woman spat. "And don't even think of escaping I have seen many die trying."

I was harsh we turned around and too bulky men held my arm from each side and dragged me upstairs where I was thrown into a room with Yartezi and one more woman.

But I have to take charge of the situation because if I could not be here then where could I?

"Stop it!" I commanded. The same voice I used to address the army or public gatherings. "Let me go at once and whatever it is you desire I shall have it sent to you!"

The woman and Yartezi were shocked when I raised my voice and commanded her but the shock wore off for and a hard expression took its place on her face.

"Girl," she grated her eyes blazing as she talked, "girls always try to be on ma' good side and I suggest ye do the same because I can, I will make ye' or make sure to break ye'."

The girl behind her shook her head.

But who was she to me for me to listen to her?

I glared back at the woman, "Whatever makes you think that you rule here you have no idea who rules the lands—"

"Let the king rule the land," a wicked smirk came and her eyes danced on my body as she looked at me, "but I am the one who rules people's hearts. Know what girl, how about I send you to the palace after some years of training, pretty sure you will be able to rule the king's heart or . ." She winked, "C*CK."

I looked away unable to come with the defense for that. Disgust ran through my entire body as I understood her words and what she meant.

"Now," she stepped closer and gripped the front of my dress and before I could even think of what she was doing she tore the dress into two with her hands.

I gasped and hurriedly got covered. "By god's name! What is wrong with you!" I yelled at the top of my lungs as I scrambled away from the woman.

She laughed at my pitiful state and my attempt at covering myself with whatever cloth had left.

She peered over her shoulder, "Strip her off and give her a good scrubbing, now would you!" She barked with a hideous smirk on her face.

My heart thundered in my chest as I saw three more women come into the room looking at me.