Life as a Royal’s Breeding Partner

Chapter 179 – A Cruel Midnight Alarm

Chapter 179 – A Cruel Midnight Alarm

My door shoots open, startling me awake. A rush of women come in. All in uniform, but not the normal black and white of the maids. A strange patch on the left shoulder of the four.

"What the fuck do you want?" I ask. My blinds don't let in much light, but right now, I don't even see the small shimmer from the morning sun. Why does this have to happen so early?

"Get out of the bed whore," one commands. Another high and mighty elf. Fucking bitch. "Force her."

"Fuck off!" I shout. The women rush me, swords getting pulled out by the front two. The last two drag me out, pulling me from under the covers. My naked body was revealed to them.

"Elora really did buy a slave whore," the leader chuckles. "Make this easy for us, and it will hurt less. Stand up and march out."

"What the fuck do you want?" I ask. I let them pull me to my feet. I've served this type plenty in the brothel. The little girl who wants to feel big. Resisting is what they really want. For you to give them a reason to cause you pain. But surrendering is an ok option for them. It's just enough to make them feel powerful and keep your blood on the inside for longer.

"You think Elora is the only woman that wants your dick and womb?" she chuckles. "Be a good little bitch for us now. Move."

"No clothing?" I dare to ask.

"No, slave whores don't need clothing. They need round bellies. Now walk."

It would've been nice if the Princess could've given out a warning so I could run to one of these tunnels. Instead I get to walk in the middle of the four invaders and be kidnapped a second time. Has to be some rich fucking noble to have all the women in the same armor. Most adventurers have mismatched armor, I found.

They shove me past the door and over a body. My own falling beside it.

"Aurora!" I scream out. "What the fuck did you sick bastards do? She's pregnant!"

A hand pulls my arm, trying to drag me away. But I jump back to Aurora's mangled body. I don't know if she's breathing, but her head and chest are still attached correctly, so maybe she's alive.

My mana moves as more hands grab me, so I hug Aurora's bloody body. I focus on patching over the lost limbs, moving as much mana into the bloody body as I can.

"Get her moving!" the annoying bitch calls out.

One grabs a fist of my long hair and tugs, my head jerking back in pain. Losing focus, they finally start dragging me over the bloody floor. Blood, water, and body parts litter the hallway.

Aurora at least got some of these bitches. Kind of hard to count with all the limbs being shredded.

Too bad Annoris didn't come out to help or maybe her affinity is useless in a fight like Shyla. But why didn't I hear it? I could've surrendered for her or helped. Get them distracted with getting pregnant or horny, or at least make sure she lives.

"Why did you kill a pregnant woman?" I mumble.

"Fucking stand," a new girl calls out, adding a kick to my side.

"She killed my sister. Bitch better be dead," another adds, pulling my tail to force me to stand again. My legs struggle to carry my weight. My eyes just look back at my maid, hoping to see her body shift. My mana was caught on something there. Kids can't live without their mother, so it shouldn't be them. No, it had to be Aurora it was working on. I sent a lot, and it went to the right places. Stop the bleeding and heal the internals.

Please make it.

"Fucking useless. How does the bitch expect this one to do anything if she struggles to even stand up?" the leader says again. "I swear to the Goddesses I will stick this knife in your ass if you do not move."

"Fucking do it. Won't be the worst thing done to my ass," I mumble. Did Aurora move? I think I saw a twitch. Maybe I should try walking so she doesn't start fighting again.

"Three."

"I'll try. I'll try," I cry out. "Just let me try." I gather my legs and work to get them under my body. I feel the slick blood stick to my feet. Flashes of all the times my own blood has pooled on the floor come to mind.

Just stand, Alzi. Just get up. Yuki will find you. She's smart and strong she'll find you. Just fucking stand up.

"Fucking finally. Move," the leader says again. The other three follow me. We move past the side stairs and turn into a dead end. A dead end I know about.

These fucks came in through the damn tunnels.

"This is a dead end," I mutter, my eyes searching for the strange cross that marks the hallway's trap. Just a touch of mana should kill the three women behind me.

"They didn't even tell their little whore how to run," the leader laughs. "Not that it would have saved you here. It would just send you into our waiting arms."

It should be behind this vase, right? I can just stumble and hope to kill the fuckers.

One step, two steps, three, and let my legs give out.

I fall into the vase, breaking it with a crash. But I find the little green cross waiting for me to send it mana. I doubt it looked natural, but they didn't stop me.

A ball of fire races down the hallway, disappearing right at my feet, sending me a bit of warmth. The girls behind me got a lot more than a bit of warmth.

Their world was now on fire. Their screams fill my ears with music. Pure pain and agony. Three little fireballs flailing about, waiting for the sweet release of death.

I don't get to watch for much longer. I get a sharp jolt of pain then my world goes black.

...

"Is she awake yet, idiot?" a new voice calls out. "Cause we have a Princess bleeding out right now and no healer."

"I know, I know. You did not say that Elora would be in pieces," the leader says. "There! The whore stirred."

"Hello, Alzi, suspected champion of Fertility," the new voice says as I blink away the forced sleep. "Your dear wife here is dying, and I need you to heal her. Just enough so she does not die. She is getting kind of close cause this idiot thought the Princess would come along peacefully."

Next to me is another bloody body. A high elven warrior. The Princess. She's missing an arm at the elbow, and cut after cut fills the rest of her body. Her other hand is even missing fingers, and I'm sure her body is missing a lot of blood.

"Slave, trust me, you do not want to be in my hands without your owner nearby," the new voice says. "Pain is ahead of you anyway. Do not add to it."

It does seem the Princess will be a better owner than this new woman, so I start up my mana and heal my owner, healing the cuts and covering over the lost limbs and fingers.

"Very good," the woman says. "We would both be in a lot of trouble if she died. Now, come on, let us continue. You'll ride with me, and this sack will ride with Talindra."

"What?" I say, finally looking up. Why are all the bitches in the world high elves?

"Slave, you have wasted enough of our time, so shut up," she says, pulling my hair. I guess the tunnel didn't take us to a warm garden. She drags me by my hair naked through the snow. My body is freezing till we get to a horse. She forces me to sit sideways in front of her and kicks the horse into a sprint.

The cold air chills me to the bone as I think of falling off the horse. I'm sure the ones behind us would trample me, but would that be the worst thing right now? The Princess was bad enough, was someone coming in drawing blood going to be better? She didn't even feel like giving me a blanket to fend off the frigid air, the galloping horse hurting my frozen ass.

Pure pain is the ride. Her armor is an ice cube, so I can't even huddle into my newest kidnapper for warmth. I just have to take the horse's long strides in pain.

We ride for hours, I think. Whatever the time, the sun is rising behind us. Ahead is a cliffside, so I'm not sure what we are doing.

The Princess did wake up for a second before Talindra knocked her out again. Lucky her. Armor bitch threatened to stab me if I kept my mana circulating, and there went my last chance not to freeze. I can't even move my toes anymore. My fingers have only made it this far by keeping them in my armpits.

Even my feet may be useless at this point. I'm sure this will be fun fixing myself. If armor bitch lets me.

She forces the horse to the very edge of the cliff and is even nice enough to let me look down.

Ships. This bitch is really taking me far away.

Please, Yuki, I'm going to need you this time. Maybe kill the Princess on the way out?

"Ready to jump, slave?" she says.

"No," I obviously answer back, staring down the cliff. Forty feet, maybe? Fifty would be the safer bet, and there was no way I was jumping down that shit. Just kill me bitch.

"Too bad," she says, shoving me off the horse.

I scream and scream as the water nears. Cold air blasts past me once again.

Wings dumbass!

I unfurl them and catch the cold air. I start to climb and wonder what to do.

I'm outside the grounds, so I could run away, right? Armor bitch did act like being far from my owner would be painful, and I doubt they are going to let me steal the Princess back from them.

Maybe I can get them all horny?

Why didn't I do that on the horses? Would the horses try to fuck me?

Not now, Alzi. Um. "Shit!" I scream out. An icicle flies past, almost clipping one of my beautiful wings. Down below, I can see more of them being made around the armor bitch. She points to boats, then lets another icicle fly, just missing again.

Without a plan and my body still freezing, I give in and move towards the biggest boat. That should be the one to hold prisoners right? Well, it's her fault for not telling me where to go in the first place. Fucking bitch.

On the deck, nobody says anything. Just a few with swords come by to keep me in place, not that I can stand anymore with my feet now pure white with frostbite. She just had to pick the first day it snowed icy bitch.

Soon icy bitch joins me on the deck with Talindra and the Princess behind her. My useless guards step aside so she can get closer.

"I should have clipped your wings," she says. "Someone drag her."

A woman takes me by the long hair and drags me over the cold, wet wood of the ship down below the deck. A cell sits open until they throw me and the Princess into it, giving me a real cage this time around.

"Rules are simple slave. You are to not heal anything without my permission. My permission. Not your owner's permission. Not a guard or even Talindra's permission. Mine," the Armor bitch says. "Second, you are to do as I say. Third, you can fuck the Princess if you wish. If she makes rules against it, the guards will tell me, and I will correct that command. I believe you are close to your next level, and I think it would be fun to help you pick. So go get it, slave."

"I have a name," I mumble, moving over to the unconscious Princess for some warmth.

"I know and do not care. You are a whore and a slave. Why would I mutter your name," she says, leaving me with the guards and Princess. "Oh, my name is Princess Esiyae. I am basically your new owner for a bit so I should introduce myself. Have fun and fuck her. I want her slutty pussy dripping with your cum."