ADIA AND THE DARK LORD

A castle on the hill, The presence of the beautiful majestic and ancient castle seems more like a mystery, every morning to get for her father his medicine, she would pass through that route to the next town across but not for once has she ever noticed that castle.

As much as it gives her goosebumps and sends dread in her body, she couldn't control the curiosity that was burning down her entire system.

She needed to know how that castle came to be on that hill in just a day!

Adia didn't think too much before she picked her wooden basket as she grabbed the Hem of her dress not to fall.

She walked into the Castle, everywhere was dark, the only thing that should entice the beautiful young blonde did not.

Not the fine gold that was visible even in the dark or the beautiful silk that was inside the closet in the room, she looked away every essential in the room.

As if under a spell, she only looked towards one direction, one image, his only breathe calls her towards him!

There, he stood in the dark... yet, his chiseled chest was visible, his intoxicating smell makes her wonders how on Earth a man can be this perfect!

That! a man has never been perfect only if he's not human.

She look more closely, at his perfect lips and his extremely beautiful dimples that seems to be carved at the edge of his cheeks. His curly black hair and his blue eyes almost makes her heart jump out from it's casket and also had her sucking in a breath.

"You are.... who are you?" She asked feeling the depth of his muscled abs.

"I am the dark lord, Your lord. Now, strip!" His tone holds a tinge of excitement and fear!

Yeah, Fear.....

"You are.... who are you?" She asked feeling the depth of his muscled abs.

"I am the dark lord, Your lord. Now, strip!" His tone holds a tinge of excitement and fear!

Adia did much looking than hearing, his words earlier pass on with the silence that had fully entrenched in the room, she looked more closely, touching each of his muscles, her stares would have pierced through his body if it were a dagger.

*How can a man be so beautiful? he looks like a piece of art." She thought to herself.

"Are you going to keep looking?" His voice came so deep as it jerked her back to reality.

Her eyes crinkle at the corner when she realized how far she had gone in her thoughts.

"Am sorry, I must have invaded your privacy, I was on my way to get my father his morning medicine when I stumbled upon this place." Adia tried explaining but she couldn't help herself from shying her eyes away from him.

She has always been the shy and inquisitive one, but this time she couldn't help but let the act emanate continuously.

"Did you hear me..."

"Sorry, have you always lived here?" She asked before he could say another word.

"Does that matter? you are here in my castle, looking at me weirdly as if you need something more than answers." He said in whispers.

"No, you shouldn't have any other thought, am not here to steal, I wouldn't.."

"Shush!" A stop! he placed his fingers on her lips and rubbed it slightly with his thumb as it sent sweet sensations down her system.

Yet, dangerously, Adia could swear the feeling was sweet but a wave of familiar terror filled her. She had experienced this before, this feeling might be hazardous but she loved the feeling still.

"I told you to strip!" He said and he handheld her hip tight.

"Why should I?"

"Because I want you to and I have every power to make you succumb to my wishes."

"Who are you?" She asked once again.

"No more questions." He said instantly, his hand lingered towards her neck down to her dress. Adia was shocked but would not say a word. He turned her around and forced her hand on the desk beside her.

breath caught in her throat, she blinked her eyes twice in discomfort, she knew something isn't right, but she kept her silence. Then, he grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it up. gleamed with anxiety, he stared at her round ass and gave it a loud spank.

"Your curiosity led you here, there were valuable things in the room, if you had only one piece it could have changed your life but you looked away, my guess, you have no interest in things of value, girls tend to be materialistic but you are different." He said close to her hearings. His breath was so intoxicating that Adia had forgotten that a stranger shouldn't touch her carelessly not to talk of slapping her buttocks.

She gave no response to his words and neither to his advances, it was in reciprocate of and he knew this...

"As I said, I wouldn't steal from you, if you will let me go now?" She said not so sure.

*This feeling, this moment, it's more as if I have been waiting for this, why does it feel so familiar? why does it feel like I belong here?* She thought to herself and this time her wooden basket had slipped away from her hand.

"I can read your thoughts, I know you are not here to steal, after all, I called you here."

"What do you mean?" She asked curiously, but her curiosity was short-lived when she felt his hand lurking around her buttocks to her plumpy breast. She felt him squeezing her slowly but yet so intensely that she wouldn't say no.

"Have always waited for you, for this moment, now I shall have you." He said and grunted as he tore her dress into pieces.

"What are you doing?"

"Stay still!" He ordered with a loud voice.

She recomposed herself, kept her silence as she let him have his way with her.

The Dark Lord unzipped himself and gave his little man exposure. Adia wasn't so sure what was going to happen next, but when she felt his entrance deep into her, she couldn't help but give a loud moan from the excitement!

"Ahnnnn...." I moaned out loud from my sleep.

*

"Adia!!" I heard Vetta my neighbor and best friend yell out my name with a loud bang on the door.

"Yes?" I replied disgruntled barely recovering from my long sweet sleep she had helped at disrupting.

"Your father called for you, for how long are you going to stay in bed, your father and I are almost done with all the morning work." She said almost in annoyance and I know better than anyone that I can't ignore what comes next.

Vetta! my best friend since I was seven and one of the beautiful maidens in the village, she's dark-skinned with an endowed body that makes her look so tempting than anyone in the village. The only daughter of her mother and soon-to-be wife of the village Chief son.

"Am sorry, I wasn't planning to sleep for long, it's just this strange dream..." I explained and reluctantly got off from bed.

"Well... this is no time to talk about your dreams, put some clothes on and let's start the day's work, have fed the animals and also cleared the backyard."

"You did? that's so nice of you, I will take care of the rest, what about father? has he taken his morning medicine, that's so important you know." I asked looking around the room.

"It's very full of you to ask now, when you are done dressing meet me in the backyard there's something I need to tell you." There came her response as she beamed in excitement.

"What's the occasion? did something good happen?"

"You will know when you are done." She said and left with that.

Her absence jolted back my memory to the dream I had...

I Adia have never been in contact with any man, the only man in my life is my father. How then can I explain this strange dream that felt so real?

The only thing that made sense is me walking into a castle filled with gold and treasure, at least I will know my situation calls for me to dream about treasure. Father's medicine cost quite a fortune and I need to get it every morning. Then Vetta's wedding? it wouldn't be fair to go empty-handed when she's always been there for me. More so, I have debt issues that are needed to sort out.

So, that treasure would explain a whole lot of things, not me exploring my lustful desires in a dream.

"Pheww...." I sighed out loud and took a look at myself in the mirror my late mother left me.

Mother died when I was just 3 and it explains why life has been hard for me, am all Father has, This is no time for me to dawdle away on some stupid dreams.

So, I thought.

As soon as I was done dressing, I picked my basket and nervously wrinkled my hands as I walked with heavy footsteps to the backyard. Vetta seemed so excited earlier on, this must be good news.

Well... here, good news doesn't come every day.

"Adia." She called.

"Ohh did the Chief son get you something shinny? why are you so excited," I said as we both giggled.

"Not Simone, it's Veronica."

"Urghh!!" I had to show my dissatisfaction just with the mention of that name, now I know why she's so excited and why she wanted to talk in the backyard. It's a secret, her secret, something no one knows about her except for me.

"Vetta you promised."

"Yes I did, but that was then. We made out last night, our body collided in unison."

"Vetta, stop! do you want to incriminate yourself and get hanged? stay away from Veronica, you promised to leave a good life with Simone and have many kids."

"But I don't love him, will you hear me out first? we agreed to go somewhere far away, where no one knows about us, just me and Veronica, I love her Adia and you are the only one that can help, you are the only one that understands, I don't like Simone, I can't even stand the sight of him."

"But, Veronica is a woman like you! it makes no sense, how do you expect your mother to accept this?"

"Am not planning to tell her, this is why I need your help, promise to take care of mother whilst am gone."

"No way! you are not..." My eyebrows knitted in annoyance and my blood was boiling in fury, she dare not leave her mother behind because of this. I thought to myself but when I heard the distant clashing of swords I stopped and looked back towards the other house next to mine.

There were barbaric chanting that came slow and grew faster and violent as we heard it.

"It's a raid!!" Vetta said first.

"Father!" I said in a haste and made to run towards the front door.

"Wait! it's dangerous there, let's run for our lives first."

"Are you nuts? there's no way am leaving my father out there when I know his situation." I said in utmost fear.

However, the noise from the other side of the village was growing more violent and restless, terror-filled the air. Have always known a day like this would come but I never expected it to be so soon.

Who would expect a village like this to survive a few decades? There's no legalized authority here to strengthen the village sovereignty, everything is run based on what it is and what's not.

I took a second glance at Vetta who was utterly disorganized and unsettled.

"If you are going to stay here you should, all I know is that I need to find father." That was my last statement, I held the Hem of my dress and run back to the front door. blood became paints of terror and dread, lifeless bodies scattered on the ground. Yet, I knew not to run for my life.

My father's life became my priority, looking around dazed I quivered on my feet trying to find father amidst the tragedy that has befallen. Cries vibrated deep into my hearings and it was visible I needed saving.

Wicked men chanting victoriously, I was surrounded by them, all that was left were in ruins, except for father and a few of the villagers coerced at one side. I looked more closely and saw Vetta amidst them too.

It didn't even last minutes, all it took to destroy the village was a few seconds... I thought to myself.

"Father! Vetta!." I finally said.

"What should we do with this one?" one of the men asked with a grin that barely shows his middle teeth.

"Leave her! separate her from the rest she belongs to me." There came his deep hoarse voice I would recognize anywhere, it was only for a few hours or minutes, it wasn't real but I will recognize it anywhere.

I raised my gaze high and stared into his eyes, if This wasn't a raid I would say I have lost my mind completely.

His blue eyes and curly hairs, his dark aurora he easily exudes, I remembered them well in my dreams. He called himself...

*The dark lord.* Right at this moment I knew the meaning of my dreams. I knew this isn't just any raid for my Lord is here, my master, my ruin!

It's I Adia, and the dark lord.

The sound of the cartwheel moving silently shoved into her hearings, she was down with tears in her eyes and chains in her hands. Without a doubt, she's earned a new name, a new status. *Slave.*

She doesn't know what her fate is, or what happens next but at the moment she had decided to accept whatever comes her way, there's no point in fighting it.

Also, the dream she had, revived again in her head, got her thinking how ridiculous, things are turning out for her, the man she almost got laid within her dreams turns out to be the architect of her problems.

"Adia" Vetta who was sited right by her side called. She signaled to her with her eyebrows towards the other cart where her father was held in with other villagers.

"We will be fine right? I can't die now." Vetta asked desperately.

"Why do you care so much about yourself at this moment, your mother, Simone, and even Veronica the ones you claimed to love are not here are they? yet you don't seem to care." Adia responded icily which kept Vetta's mouth shut abruptly.

"By the way, you should be prepared because have never heard of slaves that lived to tell sweet tales about their life, it's life or dies now," Adia added.

"That's true, we are nothing but slaves now."

"What other word do you have for it?"

Tears forcefully slipped it's way out of Vetta's eyes with Adia's word. She needs to accept her fate now, they are all slaves.

"They all look so scary, will I survive this?" Vetta said in disdain.

"We have to wait and see." She stated and paused for a while as she bobbed her head towards one of the soldiers staring with contempt.

"And make sure to avoid these men. As you know, because we are women that makes us vulnerable." Adia stated and Vetta only nodded to her words.

*

As time passes by, the day grew dark and the enemy had settled at a place and made their camp. Vetta and I with some other girls in the cart were tied down with chains at one corner with a bonfire close to us, to keep us on watch.

I must admit, I wish for nothing but to stab these men in their chest and rib their hearts off their chest, that I truly wish for but what choice do I have than to keep silent and accept my fate.

Resentment surged through my heart but that would be later, we need to survive this first. I took a look at Vetta who was so lost in thought. *This is all my fault.* I reminisced.

If I had accepted early and she had escaped with Veronica, maybe she will be in a better place now.

Soon, I could hear the murmuring of these vulgar men, it was more like whispering and their look seems like they needed something. They were three in numbers with their swords and one of them holding a key.

"Lord Nazarack knows of this right?" One of the men asked.

"Of course he does but, who cares if he doesn't... we work harder than him for this and the only compliment we can get is to satisfy ourselves," The other one with the key said.

"Why are you so afraid of this low animal calling himself lord? I bet I can handle him in fighting combat without the interference of his guards." The last one boasted with confidence and this time they were already next to me.

I looked at Vetta in a haste and noticed she's already in a deep sleep together with the rest.

"They all look fresh and untouched, I wish to have all of them if the dark lord grants me." The one with the key said. I gave a closer look and realized he was the one staring earlier today while still in the cart.

Without a second doubt, I knew the meaning of their words.

"Grants you? the only thing you can do and not regret is having them all you want tonight, like you said they seem untouched so down there will tightly welcome me in." He said with a growl and they all laughed it off effortlessly.

This time, Vetta and the other girls were already awoken by their presence.

"Stay calm girls, we are not going to hurt you..." He said with a mocking grin. He touched my hair and I stiffened by it.

"Please, what are you trying to do?" Vetta asked innocently but what she got instead was a sharp blade drawn towards her neck.

"If you still value your life, you will do as we told you." The one with the key said and free our shackles.

My tears left me feeling purged but ruptured, what would my cries do now anyways.

I had been suspecting earlier on, why we had to be separated from the other villagers in this secluded area, these three animals had it all planned. I thought.

There's no going back, no one to save us from the animalistic lust they are going to satisfy tonight.

Vetta and the other girls were shivering by the presence of the sword, even, if we are going to outnumber them as we are 5 in numbers, their swords and their hefty body will ultimately lead us to death.

There's no way we are fighting these men. not in this state. I shivered at the thought.

They freed us from our shackles and led us deep into the woods. Their eyes were blaring in obscene desires, it was so repulsive.

"Strip yourself." He instructed but we stood our ground, our heads bowed down.

"I won't repeat myself." He half yelled and without delay, we yield to their demands.

"But, that girl." One of them said pointing towards me.

I had thought, what again?

"What about her?" The other two questioned

"Seems like lord Nazarack is interested in her, he instructed us not to touch her, she belongs to him."

"So he claimed and he shall be damned, I don't care about what he thinks, it's not like he would know about this." The one with the key replied.

"Let's get to it." Without hesitation they charged at us like a hungry lion on a hunt, it was predatory. In seconds our clothes were torn into pieces.

"Leave me! please stop!" One of the girls pleaded.

Poor! A slap was what ensured instead.

"Do not resist it you belong to me tonight!" He said vulgarly and got her completely naked as her b**$t bounced out. I looked away from her, this will be me in the next few seconds I thought.

Resistance and moans followed, I remained stagnant in a position and watch as he stripped me naked.

My mind went afflux, have never laid with any man, no man has ever seen me naked. I promised my father to make him proud but this is the result of it all.

I swallowed my pride and dipped my head as he took in my left b**$t in his mouth roughly, it felt strange and uncouth, my back was forced on the ground and I let my tears flow to my cheeks. As he continue his deed, I felt his fingers towards my inner part, he was so rough as he rubbed it vigorously. he alone took me, devoured me...

I had no time to think about Vetta and her cries, I knew how much she detest men, how much she hated making love to them, I knew how much she must be hurting because that wasn't Veronica.

I knew how disgusted she would feel because she will be losing her pride to unrefined men, I couldn't protect her nor myself.

At that moment I accepted my fate and spread my legs to make it less hurtful, he released his hard rod and placed it at my entrance...

He was going to defile me, I sensed his wants for me, he was going to take away my pride but when I heard his roar that would move a mountain I thought maybe he wasn't the architect of my problems but rather my savior.

"HOW! DARE! YOU! DEFY ME!" He made a loud growl and they all trembled.

"Lord Nazarack." The one who was about to lay with me said and took off immediately.

"Yes, am your lord, Nazarack if you have a little fear, just a little fear for that name, when I said she shouldn't be touched, she belonged to me, you will do well to obey me, but you dare? you touched her! I care not what you do to others, but not her! For this, you shall meet your death here." He said with so much authority and within a blink of an eye, he raised his sword and stab him right in the middle.

The man splurted out blood, it splashed on me and him too but instead, he looked at me, smiled and it was almost predatory, his beautiful eyes belayed danger and brutality.

Surely, he should be feared, the handsome dark lord is nothing but a monster on a leash!

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"Yes, am your lord, Nazarack! if you have a little fear, just a little fear for that name, when I said she shouldn't be touched, she belonged to me, you will do well to obey me, but you dare? you touched her! I care not what you do to others, but not her! For this, you shall meet your death here." He said with so much authority and within a blink of an eye, he raised his sword high and stab him right in the middle.

The man spluttered out blood, it splashed on me and him too but instead, he looked at me, smiled and it was almost predatory, his beautiful eyes belayed danger and brutality.

Surely, he should be feared, the handsome dark lord is nothing but a monster on a leash!

Compilations of tears gathered in my eye socket, my body relayed confessions that were just fear.

He turned towards the other men that were trembling by the sight they witnessed, their look seems so wretched. Vetta and the other girls couldn't be more surprised too.

"Cut off his head, chop his body into pieces and feed them to my dogs!" He stated, cleaning off his sword as he turned his back at me.

"Yes sir..." They stammered in fear.

"One more thing! give her proper clothes to wear, fetch for her water so she will look clean, and also feed her some foods, you know I don't lay with dirty things." That statement spikes up my reasoning.

*He doesn't sleep with dirty things?* I questioned silently with my brows creased in worries, you know that moment when you choose comfort amidst hard realities? this is the time for me. I gulped hard on my throat watching him leave the scene majestically, as his black robe makes him look sophisticated and Noble. Not that am excited about the thought, but I had to admit that my hard times are yet to come...

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The Empire of Ubirea

The royal chamber had Emperor Sebastien in his royal garment and his gold staff at his right hand as he was gracefully seated on his royal seat which was made from the finest gold in the Empire. He was surrounded by beautiful maidens that were almost naked on both sides.

Emperor Sebastien, the only youngest ruler, in the Long history of Ubirea, he's known to be a perfect gentleman that always makes little effort to exchange words with anyone, his actions speak for him. Loved by his people because of how he's been able to solidify the sovereignty of the Empire and how smart he was able to protect the empire from enemies' attacks.

That's what most people know of him, the perfect ruler that loves his people and the only one that understands the people's pain. Although, he's young many believe he's worth being the Emperor because he's no ordinary man. They considered him to be a demigod right after Nazarack. That's why he's found it so easy to tackle any problem that comes his way, that only attribute, a demigod that saves the world.

"The bastard!" Sebastien half yelled with a sly grin. "You said he's almost at the central gate with his troops?" He asked and recomposed himself on his seat.

"If I am right, he should be at the capital now, if he decides to respect you he might come here first, relay the news of his victory and give you almost half of the slaves, that's if he wishes to.. but, then it's just a raid, it's nothing compared to his big conquest..." Maverick said mockingly.

"Am the emperor, if he does not report to me, does that not show his disloyalty? we can frame him for treason! A greedy man that threatens the emperor's power." Sebastien said as if it's his long wish, or maybe it is.

"No! that will take us nowhere, remember he used his soldiers, not yours... Moreover, he has public support, for now, we don't want to invoke his anger and let things get ugly. Let's just watch him for now, I have a little something am planning. He's my little brother after all, if anyone is going to get him? it better be me."

"You never disappoint Maverick, to show my gratitude I have them prepare a very beautiful lady tonight..."

"And?" Maverick rolled his eyes expecting more response.

"And a fine man as well, I specifically made sure they are to your taste." He stopped and gruntled. "But I just hope we can get things done so quickly, his presence horrifies me, I can't even sleep at night anymore." Sebastien expressed himself while touching his gold rings that fit perfectly into his fingers.

"Worry not your majesty, Soon! his downfall is near, he will make the same mistakes he did back then."

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A world completely different from the one I knew, it was enormous, big, and adventurous, have only read about cities, kingdoms, and empires in books have never visited one or lived in one before. But, witnessing it now felt as if am in some fantasy world. My imaginations of an adventure were displayed right in my presence.

The city had marbles floor that was extremely beautiful and enticing, every corner of the street was painted in beautiful colors that had the face of someone that seems so important. The smallest house here is bigger than the village chief's house back home.

My attention soon caught carriage that looks fancier than carts, it had four big wheels and a white horse at the front with a man who seems to be directing the movement of the carriage.

I looked at the other side of the street and noticed children moving in unison towards a particular building, they were dressed in silk and it's so obvious they must be from the ruling class. Everything seems so beautiful and dazzling. The marketplace, the game village I had luckily set my eyes on... it was flattering that I almost thought this might be heaven.

Soon, the cart and the soldiers stopped at the iron gate that surrounded what it seems to be a castle.

*I remember.* My mind suddenly niggled at me, it looks exactly like the castle I had seen in my dream, the only difference is that it looks much more beautiful, gigantic, and towering that I couldn't see the tallest tower.

"Beautiful," I exclaimed silently while noticing the expression on Vetta's face.

"Are you okay? you seem so excited." Vetta asked but I choose not to answer, what explanation would I give to my mysterious dream?

The cart pulled up outside of the castle and the soldiers all bowed down instantly as if respecting the presence of someone so important. And, he is. The Lord got down from his black hefty horse, his two imposing dogs looks peckish and perilous.

"Home. sweet. home." He said at intervals glancing around. Soon, footsteps were marching towards him. They were his guards, dressed in black and each had a sword by their side.

"Welcome back Lord Nazarack!!!" Everyone chorused except for me and the rest of the villagers that knew not how to respond to this situation.

He strides in his heavy steps forward and turned to one of his guards...

"What about Daniela?" He asked.

"Her lady is at her quarter, the news of your arrival should reach her soon." The man replied with his head still down.

"I see... What about Sabrina? she doesn't know am back too?" He asked dauntlessly.

"Seems so my Lord."

"Enough of that, the carriage of there." He stopped pointing towards my direction "I want them in Sabrina's quarter, they are the new set of slaves that I intended to have for myself, particularly that one!" He started pointing at me.

"Yes my Lord, what should I do with the rest?"

"Send them to my minefield we needed more workers, so this served as a plus." He said before walking out from the scene.

"The minefield? do you hear that? my mother, Veronica, and your father too, they are not part of this carriage, they will be sent to the minefield, and that only means death! they will work till death." Vetta lamented with tears shrieking down her cheeks.

"We don't know if your mother or Veronica is alive yet, and we don't know our fate, Sabrina quarter or whatever he calls it might be more dreadful than the minefield, this is not a matter of choice, but survival."

"Do you not care for your father? why do you seem so relaxed? if not anything you seem so excited about this, is there something you are not telling me?" She questioned and I averted her questions and gulped down on my throat.

*

The day was nearing the end, Vetta and I with the remaining girls were escorted to a part of the castle. I guessed that it's Sabrina's quarter. After rounding each corner of the castle, our escort stopped dead at his tracks and pushed us into one of the rooms.

"So, this is the new girls?" We heard a girl say upon entering.

"They look so young and still full of energy." Another said teasingly with a grin.

"And you are?" I questioned distressed

"Well, I am Emily and this is Rodia." The first girl said. "Welcome to the castle of Dillion, the home of the most powerful man in Ubirea. And, also let me welcome you to hell!" She said cheerfully and I felt a heavy thud on my chest.

With their faces and the look of things, what if this is really hell? what if I was just relaxed for nothing. I thought as I stole a glare at Vetta. Are we ever going to survive this?

But then, if this was hell why does it feel like home?!

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