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“I did.” Lumi smiled, leaned forward just a little, and lifted his tail like a clear invitation. His eagerness was rewarded with a few strokes under his chin before the lead was taken.
“Come here and show me how much you missed me while I talk to you.”
Lumi allowed himself to be led on his knees. His shoulders ached from his wrists being shackled behind him for so long. Complaining didn’t even cross his mind. Survival came along with not giving his owner a reason to punish him. It meant accepting everything because his wants didn't matter.
Once his owner sat in the armchair, Lumi had to kneel between his legs and accept the groping and fondling that followed. Conditioned after so long, his cock thickened as desire coiled in his belly.
“Still eager, aren’t you? I bet you missed this.”
“Nobody there had a cock like yours.” Lumi pushed his heat as his owner undid his trousers to free his erection.
Lumi took the head in his mouth like a starving man while his ass grew slicker, and his own erection ached to be touched.
“I see you haven’t lost your talent.”
Lumi bobbed his head like a good little toy who only cared for his owner’s pleasure.
If only he could have used his heat and done this for Jaki. He imagined how the Prince might moan and move his hips while Lumi lavished his cock with attention. It would never happen. It was okay. He'd known deep down he'd return to the room despite pretending his freedom was forever. He worked his tongue and focused on keeping all of the critical bits of his brain together. Survive.
“That’s why I’m giving you another chance. Once in a while, miracle babies happen, not that I have much hope for you. After so many years and then another three of being railed by horny courtiers and royalty, I don’t think you’ll ever have one.” He pulled Lumi’s head up for a moment and made an appreciative noise at his glazed eyes. “You’re not pregnant now, right?”
“No.” Lumi ignored the pain in his scalp as he struggled to lower his head just an inch and flick his tongue out for the head.
“Suck, you eager little whore. I’ll give you one year to get pregnant before I move on. Since you’re old enough now, your new role will be as a pleasure slave, so I’ll keep your hair grey and your ears and tail black. That means you can come out into the Castle when I feel like it. Do you understand, Lumi? You’ll be on a lead, and you’ll obey me as before. It'll make things easier since the servants can leave a tray of food in the hall and not think I'm eating two plates at every meal. Nobody will know who you are.”
Lumi made a noise of assent as he sucked like his life depended on it.
As before, he didn’t complain when his hair was grabbed again, and he was forced to accept a punishing pace that made his eyes water while drool escaped his mouth. His gag reflex had been erased years ago so he didn’t have to worry about throwing up.
His head was only yanked back so his face could be covered in cum. He closed his eyes, opened his mouth, and stuck out histongue as ropes of white spurted on him. He tasted salt and tried to keep himself blank while his owner marked him like a piece of property.
“Welcome home, little brother,” said Tivar.
Chapter Six
October 15th, 1645
Mother said Edur would go nuts if he kept sitting by the window and watching. All he wanted was for Father to return so they could go home to the Ice Court. If Father came, life would soon go back to normal, and they wouldn’t be split up anymore. It wasn’t fair that Tivar couldn’t stay with them, but as the main heir, Father had insisted on hiding him elsewhere. Keeping them apart was safer.
If the East Forest Kingdom found one, they wouldn’t find all of the family.
He tried to have Aisi go somewhere else to further break them up. Mother had put her foot down. Edur hadn’t quite been thirteen when the war broke out, and even though he wished he was old enough to fight, he was secretly glad to be with Mother and not alone with only guards.
Their current home had belonged to a lord who was probably dead now. Mother said they’d be safe, but they had received news of East Forest soldiers looting, burning, and pillaging. They had gotten around the defenses and pushed into Iceland despite Father’s initial advances and victories.
If they came too close, Aisi said they’d run, which was why they each had an emergency pack to grab if they had to leave in a hurry. The guards would help them get away if it came to that.
Edur had only gone upstairs for a few minutes before he heard the front door slam. He knew it was silly, but a part of him hoped it was Father returning to say the war was over and they could go home.
Of course, it wasn’t Father. A messenger with snow on his shoulders was standing in the sitting room when Edur darted in.
“I’m sorry…King Reesing was killed in battle near Jorven by King Revin and Queen Lareda. We were able to retrieve his body. We lost the battle, and most of our army is decimated now. East Forest is advancing.”
Mother’s face turned to stone as her knitting sat forgotten in her lap.
“I’m sorry, Queen Aisi.” The man ducked his head. “He fought like a beast. He did his best…”
Edur stared at the man’s red face and damp clothes as he tried to comprehend the words. Father was supposed to come back so they could all go home. Someone had made a horrible mistake and mistook another body for King Reesing. He’d promised to return, and Father always kept his promises.
