Lord Kotzu

Simion and Petru were first in line of the caravan as they entered the square in the Roman village. The auction of the year was occurring the following morning, and this particular day was for preparations. 

The chosen ladies of the capital had followed along. They would collect the ageable women and move them to other villages the following morning after the auction. 

However, this year was a little different. The King of Rumania, Nicolaie Ilias Traian Costea V, had consulted with the Big Five and been sanctioned to select five young women to enslave in his harem this year. 

But the King had no interest in traveling to the auction in person, so he sent out one of his trusted gentlemen, Lord Vladi Kotzu, to pick out the fairest and most agreeable women to return with to his castle in Transylvania. 

-Lord Kotzu-

"This is the last village? If I am to remember correctly?" I asked the men as I got off my horse and handed him to one of the stable hands.

Simion nodded, "Yes, Lord Kotzu, it is." 

"Excellent! Let's hope this village beholds more beauty since the last one dissatisfied the naked eye. The King asked for five fair women, and I will not fail him with this quest."

I responded and looked around me with dismay. It looked like such a wretched and destitute village.

"I will say you this, Lord Kotzu. One girl in this village is known to be an honest beauty. Pure and untouched. I would not know this for certain because I have not met her, but I know her mother is quite the doll." Petru said,

"That sounds hopeful. Let's expect this is true, and this will be my last stop before returning home to my King. Arrange for her to be presentable for me at noon." I replied, and both men nodded and gestured for me to follow their lead. 

I was weary after traveling. I had already seen seven other villages during my weeks on the road and was eager to return home to the castle.

Finding beautiful women for my King's taste was not painless, especially not when most of these women were poor and filthy, making it hard to see their attributes clearly underneath the soil. 

The King wants his women to be young, curvy, with long, thick hair. He was attracted to chastity and naivety. Their innocence enticed him.

Nevertheless, my mission was almost over. I had one last woman to choose before returning home.

"If you stay here for now, my Lord and I will go and assure that she will be ready for you at noon," Simion said, "Very well. The immediate, the better." I replied, and Simion hurried away.

"Can I offer you a drink while waiting, my Lord?" Petru asked, and I consented to his offer, hoping to leave this village this evening. 

-Dawn-

We had breakfast together, and my sister stayed inside and cleaned up while my father and I went back outside to start working on the farm. 

But when midday came, it brought a stranger to our yard. 

"Albert Volkov?" The man asked when my father walked over to meet him.

"Yes, I'm Albert. Who are you, if I may ask?" Father replied, "I am Sir. Simion and I have come to ensure your oldest daughter, Dawn, is presentable for inspection by Lord Kotzu, the King, Nicolaie Ilias Traian Costea V, spokesman." 

"Lord Kotzu? The King? What is the meaning of this, Sir?" My father replied, and he looked just as confused as I felt.

"Don't question me, old man; just do as you're told, and no harm will come upon your family. The girl should be ready shortly, preferably clean." Sir Simion replied with a nod towards me, and my father complied. "Of course, Sir, she shall be ready," Father gestured for me to walk inside when the man left. 

"Father, what's the meaning of this?" I asked, but my father shrugged. "I don't know, Dawn, but clean yourself up and wear a clean dress." Father diapered outside again, and I called on my oldest sister to help out. Summer braided my hair after cleaning me up, and just when I put on the dress, my father came back into the house.

"This is my oldest daughter, Dawn, my Lord," Father said upon entering the room, and I saw three men walking in behind him. Two men were obviously knights due to their armored clothing, but the third man was clearly the Lord my father referred to.

His clothing was clean, the coat's fabric was of high quality, and an emblem over his chest was known as the King's escutcheon. The Lord had shoulder-length brown hair and a pointy nose. He was tall and looked strong.

"Hmm," Lord Kotzu said as he walked up before me. "She looks young, long hair, fair," the Lord mumbled as he circled me, "But not as curvy as I hoped, but she's not too thin either," He continued to mumble, and I felt violated by his words. He spoke as if I wasn't standing there. The circling stopped, and he came before me again.

"Open your mouth," He demanded in a cold tone, and I glanced over at my father, who gave me a nod to do as I was told. "Teeth are intact," the Lord mumbled.

"Please, take off your dress!" The Lord demanded, and I felt ashamed when my father gave a vague nod, and I knew I should obey the Lord.

My body was shaking as I slid out of my dress and stood naked before the men, and I didn't dare to look my father in the eyes. "Hmm, perky enough; get dressed," The Lord said after eyeing me for a moment that felt like an eternity. 

"Albert, is it?" Lord Kotzu asked and turned to my father. "Yes, my Lord," Father replied. 

"Your daughter, Dawn, has been selected to join the King of Rumania, Nicolaie Ilias Traian Costea V, harem. She will leave with us immediately, and she will never come back. Please say your goodbyes. Packaging anything is unnecessary since the King will care for her every need." The Lord's words came like a hard slap across my face. What was happening?

What does the King want with me?