THE SPOILS OF THE NIGHT

Daniella only craved for the calmness of the cold night the quiet atmosphere, the warmth of the man her heart only belongs to, and his moans as she pleasure and make love to him, her face was bare, stacked up with hatred and disgust.

She listened to the contented sound of her heeled golden slippers as she walked in the hallway with tears shrieking down to her cheeks, she paid attention to nothing. The maids passing by that did their obeisances to her felt ignored, the guards positioned at each corner of the hallway noticed the solemn look of the beautiful lady.

She's always been lonely, neglected even before marriage, and had hoped her marriage would be different but, her husband denied her pleasure, he tortures her with her feelings for him. Was she wrong for being a loyal and submissive wife?

Where did she get it all wrong? Thoughts of regret ravaged her mind till she gets into her chamber. Daniella took a look at her room, she has everything any woman would wish for. But, deep down she has nothing, not love, not people, not family. Even if the Emperor did cherish her, he isn't here right now to console her.

She thought of whom to blame for her misfortune, Lord Nazarack? for being cold and unreasonable? Her brother the emperor for using her as a political bargain? The maids and slaves that look down on her because she isn't favored by her husband?

She reminisced about it but she couldn't come to a conclusion, what she blames is herself for not being enough, and maybe, if maybe, she can blame madam Sabrina for training her girls to pleasure Nazarack.

"No. No." She said at intervals nodded her head in disagreement and thought it wrong, Sabrina does not fault this, she's just performing her duty as well. She spent the night thinking of whom to blame and finally she was able to agree on her conclusion.

Whosoever sleeps with her man more than twice shall face her wrath because then she will know the Lord shows interest in her, she knows better Nazarack does not sleep with a woman more than once unless he finds a liking in her, that's why she was happy he killed the slave that found his benevolence then...

That period, the lady spent the year hosting parties and living flamboyantly, the Lord killed the slave he favored most, he was going to make her his mistress but he saved her the stress.

However, this time will be different because anyone that sleeps with her man more than twice will die by her hands. Whosoever that might be!

She thought with a devilish smirk...

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The words of the old lady sunk deep into my head, "So it's you, you are the one... no wonder he calls for you, you look just like her, your face, name, status, voice! You look so much like *HER.*" I ponder on her words, I reminisced over everything that has happened up till this moment. would it be a coincidence to have dreamt about a man I have never met who also ends up being my new master? I had very deep thoughts, it was unreasonable whilst excavating in my mind as well.

But, that was then.... the pitter-patter of the water dripping wet on me made me think what a night this was going to be for me, but then with everything I have heard and learned so far, I might be able to save myself.

I looked around the room I was once again, it looks dazzling, the light used to decorate the room was luminous and beautiful. The old woman known as Madam Sabrina stood to watch, supervising the girls as they wash me thoroughly.

"Should I say you are very unfortunate or lucky?" Sabrina stated.

"Why?" It took me lots of courage to make that statement as I nibbled on my lips.

"It takes weeks to get a slave ready to pleasure the master, but here you are on your first day"?

I smiled mischievously, if she wasn't an important figure here I was ready to venture her as an old fool...

If truly it takes weeks to train a slave and the Lord had called me on my first day here, does that not explain a lot? Lord Nazarack must have fallen in love...

"That smile." She halted me from thinking further. "I know what you are thinking daughter." She said and this time I was already done with the bath.

"You must have thought lord Nazarack wants you because he favored you. Right, it might be so... but ask all the slaves here, going into his bedroom might be easy but surviving is the hardest, you must get every trick right, you must know all the plays needed to pleasure him without mistakes, but then it's your first time here and by the look of things you seem untouched... you are still a v*in." She stopped looking, I contort my face in confusion at her weird stares.

"All I can tell you is that no matter what do not resist him, the pain will be much as this is your first time but do your best not to resist him, give yourself to him willingly, he shouldn't have to stress you over it, he might ask for things you think are disgusting and dirty but remember you are his s*x slave, his toy, he's your master... If you can do all this trust me you can still save your neck." She completed her statement which I found exaggerated.

Lord Nazarack called me because he favors me and that's all that matters, I just need to survive tonight.

"Yes madam Sabrina I will try to do as you have said," I replied.

"Good.."

"But, before I leave can I see my friend just once?"

"The beautiful one back in the room?"

"Yes."

"I will have the girls call her for you, and to you, all, do your best to dress her up. am heading off to the Lord's room and arrange it for this long night."

"Yes madam!!" They all chorused as she left.

I took a look at myself at the full-sized mirror that was hung on the wall beside the desk. Have never been this dressed or beautiful, the dress looks like one for powerful people. All my life I have always been dressed in rags, what if this would change my life, what if I could make my father proud as I have always wanted?

I thought to myself as the girls sat me down and did my hair. the clothes I was dressed in was a beautiful white silk gown that showed the private part of me. it only runs up to the knees.

The girls applied oils on me that smells like petals. All the attention also got me more nervous than I had thought I would be.

Soon I was done. *Adia, you look pretty.* I thought as a smile graced me.

"Adia!" I heard Vetta's voice.

"Vetta!" I stood up and walked towards her.

"You look different and beautiful."

"I know, this place is sure different from home," I replied curtly.

"We will leave you two to talk, when you are done, we are waiting outside." One of the girls said and I nodded in agreement.

"Am scared Adia, this is your first time, what if something happens?"

"Let's be hopeful, there's something I have not been telling you, but on the night of the morrow, that's if my thoughts were right I will let you know."

"I can't wait that long, I feel so insecure and impatient, whatever it is let me know now Adia." She said with pleading eyes.

"I will..." I stuttered and held her hand. "Am going to make him love me -- I will earn his favor."

"What? Adia, do you know the weight your words carry?"

"I know Vetta, I do but if heavens are on my side, everything will work out well, the dream I had, I think it was all for this and I heard it takes weeks to train a slave into his s*x puppet."

"If so... he called for you on your first day?"

"That only means one thing," I added with knitted brows.

"What if he likes you?" She said as if reading my mind.

"Yes, that's the only explanation for it, although others say otherwise, but, it's the only thing that makes sense to me... I will try to believe the Lord has found interest in me."

"True, it explains why he acted that way, it's why he killed the man that nearly stained you in a gruesome way."

"Since we know that -- trust me Vetta, I will bring father, your mother, and Veronica back, and maybe you two can start a family here. This place seems different from home, they might accept people like you." I said assuringly.

"Am still scared, I love you, Adia. I can't lose you."

"You won't, we are friends, we are never going to lose each other," I reply as I pulled her in for a hug.

"I have to go now Vetta."

"Okay." She wiped her tears and pulled away from the hug.

With that, I left Vetta in the room and followed the other girls.

Soon, we stopped in front of a room, the door was closed and I could sense it was the Lord's chamber. The door soon opened and I was instructed to go in.

With shaky breath and troubled heart, I stepped into the room. There's no other word to describe what the room looks like, except for wealth.

Wealth resides here, every piece of furniture in the room was designed in gold linens, the massive bed, and the beautiful pure white curtains that surrounded it.

I was lost in awe completely, this is life, if I could have just one of these belongings here, I will never have to worry about anything for the rest of my life.

I admired everything and it almost got me forgetting why I was here.

"Are you going to keep looking?" He said and I trembled quickly.

He had been standing in one corner of the room.

"Am sorry my... Lord." I stammered like a fool.

"No need to, I call you here myself after all." The words sounded familiar but it makes me feel relaxed for a moment.

"Yes my Lord," I said, he observed.

As if he was inspecting me, he looked from head to toe. "You look voluptuous just like *HER*"

"What does that mean Sir?"

"How well can you pleasure me?" The question took me off guard.

"I think I will be able to do a good job, sir, Madam Sabrina told me all that's there to know," I replied with my head down. I couldn't look him in his eyes. I dare not!

"She did? you seem confident I like that, as I like inflicting pain on others I think tonight is going to be a very long one for you." He said and stood to his feet, I wondered what he meant as I watch him pass me by to one side of the room.

"You said madam Sabrina told you everything?"

"Yes."

"Then don't be surprised." He said.

I looked at him as he stretched forth his hand towards his closet.

*What's he going to take from there?* I questioned silently. My eyes fixed on him as I saw him bring out unmentionable things outside of the closet.

Chains, belts, ropes...

As he turned to me, he smirked with looks that were so predatory.

"Like I said I love inflicting pain on others particularly you." My eyes widened by his words.

What in the world is he going to do to me? is this what the old woman meant?

I questioned with no one to reply...

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