Page 40 of Bred by the Alien Prince

“I can’t remember the name. They look like elves...I think they call themselves Valisians.”

“Like Lord of the Rings elves?”

“Kind of, but they have a darker quality about them, more brutish, but I haven’t seen an ugly one among them.”

“Lucky you.” He mumbled. “So, this Lorvian has been banging you to get you pregnant. Maybe we can use that.” His eyes lit up. “I can tell them I’m a human doctor; you can translate. I tell them you’re pregnant, we spread the news around—”

“How? Who the hell will tell anyone?”

“or would you rather be rented out? With a pretty face like yours, you’ll be seeing a lot of customers; tell those bastards anything.”

“I think your desperation is showing. I don’t see how this plan will work.” I shrugged.

He then looked at the jewel I had around my neck. I thought its eerie dark beauty fascinated him like I was by it, but no, he had a plan.

“Let me see that.”

“What? No.”

“We can use it to start a fire; maybe they will come in to help us, and we can escape.”

“Oh god, we’ll be stuck here forever,” I said, not believing this plan had legs.

“It’s worth a shot.”

“Were you this desperate to escape before I got here ’cause you seemed kind of chill over there, and now you’re frantic.”

“The cold hard truth is that Sarah is getting fucked six ways till Sunday by god knows how many of those aliens, half of which are the fucking guards. Every single time she’s taken, I’m working my ass off to get out of here.”

“You want to leave her behind? Just like you left me!”

“I was nice enough to kick over that fucking card, give me a break, it’s not my job to save you! We’ll leave something for Sarah, but that is it.”

I couldn’t believe it, but I still took off my jewel so he could use it to help us escape. He was right; it wasn’t his job to look after me, but that also meant it wasn’t mine to look after him. I had to take care of myself, though leaving someone behind in this nightmare was a difficult thing to do.

Everything scared me; I wanted to leave; I wanted to see him again.

Cormac reached out to take it.

“No. It’s mine, I’ll use it.” I said, not wanting anyone else to touch it, almost as if he would taint it somehow. “What do you want me to do?”

He shrugged and led me to the stone wall in the back. “Slide the jewel against the stone to create some sparks.” He instructed while gathering up the sheets.

“We’re gonna burn ourselves up?” I said in shock.

“No... hope not... we’re valuable, so they wouldn’t want us to die, right?”

“I would hope they wouldn’t.”

“Well then, we set a fire in here; they rush in to get us out or find out what’s going on; we escape, profit!”

“And if they don’t get here in time?”

“We die of smoke inhalation.”

“Great.”

“Trust me, the moment they get started, you’re gonna wish you had chosen smoke inhalation.” He ordered. “Go on, do it!”

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