Breeding Machine

Aisha sat down on the enormous, cushy bed. Everything around her looked luxurious. And to think that she was just a 'Lady' in this place.

It's not that she wasn't used to it. She was a rich kid herself. What she wasn't familiar with was not being able to do what she wanted to do.

Her jittering hand clutched on her chest as she felt suffocated just thinking about it.

She wanted to know what happened to her own world. If she was alive, then perhaps her family could still be breathing somewhere.

If not, would there be another place where she could stay where she could be free to be herself?

"Good evening, milady," Rosalia came into the room with another servant. She was holding a tray of food while the other servant brought in pieces of quilts.

"Here's some honey broth and freshly baked baguettes to warm your stomach," She smiled as she placed the food on the table.

At the smell of the searing soup with garlic and chicken, her stomach started gurgling. She didn't realize that she was hungry.

She tried to look at her watch to see what time of the night it was. But she realized that she has nothing from her own world but her skin.

"Thanks, Rosalia. You're a savior. Come eat with me," She quickly stood up and went to the chair, and started eating.

Her eyes closed as she savored the flavorsome meal. It's just ordinary soup and bread. But it was heavenly!

"If you crave any kind of food, just inform me. I will get it for you," Rosalia flashed a thin smile as she got the comforters from the servant and placed it at the foot of her bed.

"It's okay. I'll just go into the kitchen. You don't have to bother yourself," she answered nonchalantly as she grabbed the baguette and ate it.

"I don't think it will be possible, my lady. Lord Emilio gave an instruction that you cannot leave the Chamber until the King comes back," she stuttered as she focused on fixing the room.

Aisha stopped chewing as she was stunned by what she said. Until the King comes back? And when would that be? No doubt, she was a captive in this place!

Rosalia and the other servant then placed the extra bed covers over her bed. "These should keep you warm through the night," she patted on the soft cushions.

She nodded to the other servant, giving her the signal that she could go out of the room, in which the servant quickly obliged.

Now it was only Rosalia and Aisha. She decided to take the opportunity to ask all her questions away.

She left her food, grabbed Rosalia's hand, and asked her to sit with her on the bed.

But Rosalia quickly stood up and got the chair that Aisha was previously sitting on.

Then she placed it in front of Aisha, a meter away from her, before she sat down. Her head was still hanging low.

"Do you know what they are going to do with me?" She asked her with her hands clasped together, hoping she could get her sympathy.

"I- I'm sorry, my lady. I have no idea," Rosalia shook her head and averted her gaze.

"How about the Chosen One? Could you tell me more about it?" She prompted her to speak.

But Rosalia stood up and went to the drawers to get a piece of gown for her to wear.

Aisha sighed as she unconsciously bit her lips. What did she expect? She's a stranger to this land. She could not earn anyone's trust that easily.

To her surprise, Rosalia answered her question as she encouraged her to stand up, so she could help her change her clothes.

"For the longest time, the King doesn't have an heir. There is no woman here in Gaea that could produce an offspring for him," she shared as she removed the King's robe that was draped over her.

"Why? Is he infertile?" Aisha felt embarrassed as she covered her private parts with her hands.

But it seemed that Rosalia had no problems with it, as she continued to share one of Gaea's secrets to her while putting on undergarments on her naked body.

"No, milady. The physicians said there is no problem with him. But his seeds could only grow in a certain woman's womb. And that is where the Chosen One comes in the scene," she smiled as she finished tying the ribbon in her pure white gown.

"Oh, my gosh. Do you mean the Chosen One will be the King's baby-breeding machine? That could not be happening! That is a no-no!" She waved her hands frantically as she stepped back.

"Why not, my lady? All the ladies in Gaea coveted such a position. You will bear the prince and princesses of Gaea," she said dreamily as she encouraged her to accept her fate.

"That is so ridiculous! I don't want to get pregnant. I don't want to be a mom. And I don't want to be a captive! I am definitely not the Chosen One!" She laughed in a quivering voice.

The King is definitely the most attractive man she has ever seen. She could have sex with him every day. That could be fun.

But giving him babies and being a mother to them? That is so out of this world! This Gaea land is more possible than that happening.

"I must get the hell out of here," she resolved to herself as she quickly went to the windows, both to catch her breath and find a way to escape her horrible situation.

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Freedom is a path you choose every day.