Veronica.
The dreadful week that I spent locked up in my room finally ended, and I was more than ecstatic to be out. The four walls of my chambers had felt like a cage, closing in on me with each passing day. I loathed how much I missed my freedom after it was taken away from me. The isolation had almost driven me crazy, with numerous thoughts running through my head, each one deadlier than the last. They all had a predetermined goal – to get rid of Lienna once and for all. She was growing to become a thorn in my flesh, and I needed to have her ripped out.
As I paced around my room, I couldn’t help but feel the weight of my confinement. Being away from the powerful Shifter Kings for that long proved detrimental to me. I needed their essence, or by extension, their powers to be able to regulate the dark forces that I had kept locked away inside me. Without it, I felt like a ticking time bomb, ready to unleash chaos at any moment.
But now that my sentence was removed, I could finally take action. I immediately called on my maids and asked them to dress me up, making sure their choices of clothing and makeup reflected the remorsefulness I didn’t feel, yet still remained enticing enough. I needed to apologize to the Shifter King first for my misdeeds and let them know I had changed. It was all an act, but a necessary one.
The maids filled my room, each one busy with a different part of my body, meticulously preparing me for my reappearance. One maid placed a silver necklace around my neck, while another carefully selected a pair of earrings that would complement my outfit. A third maid worked on my hair, weaving a intricate braid that would frame my face and accentuate my features.
After much deliberation, they finally settled on a stunning navy blue silk gown with delicate floral laces and sleeves. The dress hugged my figure perfectly, highlighting my plump bosom and wide hips, while also creating a sense of modesty. It was a sharp contrast to the flamboyant, revealing dresses I usually preferred to wear, but I knew it was necessary for the image I wanted to project.
I gazed at my reflection in the mirror, unable to help but admire the way the dress looked like on me.. It gave me an elegant, refined air, one that commanded respect and attention. My hair, styled in an intricate updo, added to the somber expression and I was rather pleased with it. I looked like a remorseful soul, ready to beg for forgiveness.
The maids stepped back, admiring their handiwork, while I took in a deep breath, getting ready for the role I was about to play. After confirming from the maids where the Shifter Kings where, I immediately made my way towards them, my heart pounding with both fear and determination. I would get the Shifter Kings back to my side once more and then get rid of Lienna. My lips stretched out to a smile before I could stop myself.
Finally, I arrived at the door of the ‘Play Pen’, the only place where all three Kings will seat together and spoke to the soldiers guarding the door to let me in. One went in to get confirmation before coming out and letting me inside.
Balling my hands into fists, I took in a deep breath and walked into the Play Pen, the darkness in the room enveloping me with only faint lighting coming from the sparse beeswax candles they had turned on.
All three Kings were seated and various sections of the lavishly decorated chamber, doing whatever they saw fit.
King Adonis sat on a plush couch, his piercing blue eyes fixed on me as he sipped a glass of amber liquid, while King Hermes sat sprawled on an armchair, his bright green eyes gleaming like sapphires in the dimness. King Caspian sat next to the fireplace, his eyes closed as if he was in a meditative state. All eyes turned to me the second I walked in and my breath hitched. I felt their eyes on me, weighing me, measuring me.
I immediately lowered myself to the knees, my forehead touching the ground. “Your majesties. I greet you all.” I said aloud, keeping my voice somber.
“What brings you here?” Adonis asked, his voice firm but detached, as if he couldn’t care less about my response. I raised my head up, swallowing the lump in my throat, and met his gaze.
“I wanted to apologize for my misdeeds and the blatant disregard for your authority by doing as I wished. You were right, King Caspian. I should have come to meet one of you before taking any decision. That was presumptuous of me.” I said, keeping my voice innocent and remorseful.
When I looked up at their faces, king Adonis and Hermes had expressions of disinterest, only Caspian was listening to me. Well, he was the only one I needed to convince anyway. It didn’t matter if the other ones didn’t care about what time I said.
“As long as you deeply regret your actions, you’re forgiven. You may rise up to your feet.” He said, gesturing with his fingers for me to rise. I let out a small smile, rising to my feet, my heart still pounding in my chest.
“Thank you so much for accepting my apology. I promise, no such thing would happen again. The next time someone does something wrong, I’ll make sure to give you a report before I take an action.” I said.
Caspian nodded, his expression unreadable. “Very well,” he muttered, his voice low and grave.
This is perfect. Phase one of my plan has been successful, now to go on to the next stage. I cleared my throat, opening my mouth once more. “Well, it has been a while since I’ve rendered my services to you due to the time I spent being punished. I would like to know if I am needed in any way or if I should take my leave.” I stated.
They seemed to contemplate it for a while, their eyes locked on mine, before Hermes nodded. I took it as my cue and began to undress, my fingers trailing along the fabric of my gown as I slowly, deliberately, slipped it off my shoulders. The silk slid against my skin, sending shivers down my spine as I felt the weight of their gazes on me.
I let the gown slide down my body, the fabric pooling around my feet like crumpled paper. The air seemed to vibrate with tension as I stood before them completely naked, my heart pounding in my chest. I felt their eyes roving over me, drinking in the sight of my bare skin, and I couldn’t help but feel a thrill of excitement
Oh… I’ve missed this so much, I thought, my voice barely a whisper in my mind. The rush of power, the thrill of seduction, the sense of control that came with being desired.
As I stood there, I could feel the tension building, the sexual energy crackling like electricity through the air. Hermes’ eyes seemed to burn with intensity, his gaze lingering on my breasts, my hips, my thighs. Adonis’s eyes narrowed, his face set in a fierce mask, while Caspian gaze continued to stay neutral, as if he wasn’t affected by the tension in the room. He hardly ever indulged with them, unless his instincts hit. Only then did the become the most brutal out of all three.
I still have no idea why they choose to share their women, but I don’t mind. It’s been such a long time already and I need to lay their hands on me, use me and eventually fill me up with their essence.
“Come here.” Hermes ordered and I smiled inwardly. Finally!!