Chapter Three; RUMORS ABOUT THE DREAD LORD

Horror filled her whole body, sitting with him alone in the same carriage scared her. She could feel life slowly drifting away from her.

At that moment she wanted to run away from him, but she knew better. That is exactly what he expected from her, to chase her and kill her in the end.

He is horrible, riding with him terrified her. Only God knows, what he would do to her, what if he suddenly choked her to death? Her mind came to rest when the carriage stopped.

She heard footsteps from outside and the door opened.

"We are here, My lord" The guard said and Simon nodded.

He stood up and got down from the carriage, so did Imogen. "Wow!" Escaped her mouth when she got down from the carriage.

Here she was standing in front of a huge beautiful castle, it was more beautiful than the castles written in fairy tales, looking at it seemed like a dream.

Never, in her life did she imagine she would see such beautiful castle or live in one. Even though it was already late, the night couldn't hide the beauty of the castle.

"Master!" Some ladies came running and bowed when they reached his side.

Master? are they all his slaves? She looked at them, and they seem nothing like slaves. They were dressed in luxurious wears like the nobles, beautiful. This is not what she expected a sex slave to look like.

"She is the new slave I bought, you have a week to teach her everything she needs to know" He ordered and walked inside with his guards behind him.

"A week?" Imogen thought. After a week, what happens next? Will he have her then?

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The sound of his footsteps echoed through the hallway, walking majestically with no smile or frown on his face, no emotions, just plain nothingness.

Simon Sebastian, popularly known as the dread lord.

The only son of the Sebastian family, the most powerful and feared family in the country, and the only child of his late parents, Alfred and Sarah Sebastian, respected and feared by many people, he is known for his brutality toward his slaves.

He is also the next king, Prince George's favourite person, and his trusted friend. No one dares to defy or disobey him, not only because they respect him, but they know the price they will pay for misbehaviour in his presence.

Once upon a time, the dread Simon was a sweet young lad, loved by everyone around him. But suddenly he changed, only a few around him knows the reason for his changes.

Rumours have it, that the cause of his strange wicked change is because the lady he loved betrayed him and married his best friend and that is why he keeps many female slaves around.

Secondly, he changed because of his parents' death, because they were murdered brutally before his eyes.

Finally, the woman he loved betrayed him with his friend and they are both involved in his parent's death.

No one knows the truth, they were just rumours that travelled across the entire country.

His eyes roamed across the room like it was his first time, something is wrong, to be precise missing.

"The Gold Jar presented to me by lady Gila is missing" He said to the guard behind him.

"One of the Slaves took it when she was attempting to run away this morning" He responded with his head down.

He groaned and removed his coat, stretched it to the guard and he instantly collected it.

"She took it or stole it?" He grunted displeased by his words.

"Am sorry, my lord" He apologized instantly.

"What did you do to the slave?"

"Nothing has been done yet, we are still......"

"Behead her" He said emotionlessly, his guard opened his mouth in shock but immediately closed it. This isn't the first and it won't be the last, but he just can't get used to it.

"I understand, my lord. A letter came from the lady Gila's estate, her father would like to see you at his home two days from now" He reported.

Simon sighed, exhausted "I understand, you can leave now" He ordered "Yes, my lord" The guard said and was about to leave before his master called him back.

"Carter?" He called him.

"Thank you for today, you may take your leave now" The guard Carter said nothing and left.

It is unusual of him to be thankful, he looked at his master's door, 'is my lord lonely again?' He thought

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"Bam, Bam!" The loud bang on the door startled her awake, she wondered what this was about.

'It is still early mornings,' she thought. She was given a room by one of the castle maids to stay for the night, but her sleep was cut short.

She stood up from the small bed, she slept on and made her way to the door, she scratched her hair as she opened the door, standing before her were the women she saw earlier when she arrived.

They were rude to her when she wanted to start a conversation with them, they brutally ignored her. 'So what do they want now?'

"Good morning" The lady at the front said and rushed Imogen inside the room, while the others entered behind them

"Morning, the sky is still dark" Imogen murmured.

"Your room is so untidy and dirty, I feel like vomitting" another of the women said quite dramatically.

"Stop being dramatic, Isabelle" another said while Isabelle rolled her eyes.

"Hello, My name is Poppy, am in charge of you slaves here" The lady who chastised Isabelle said with a friendly smile.

"My name is Imogen, the new slave" Imogen replied with a smile.

"What a nice name you have, what are you girls waiting? Introduce yourselves" Poppy ordered.

"I'm Eva"

"Sophie"

"Ella"

"Charlotte"

"Grace"

"Anabelle"

"Aria" Everyone introduced themselves except Isabelle. Poppy gave her a nasty to force her to introduce herself as the others had done.

"Isabelle, satisfied?" She grunted angry.

"It is nice to meet you lot, but you guys are the only slaves here?"

"Why? Are you disappointed? Were you expecting more?" Poppy questioned.

"I am sorry for my rudeness" Imogen apologized and bowed her head.

"It is ok, everyone gets curious at first. But not all last to tell the story, of course, Master Simon has a lot of slaves. But let's say we are the survivors of his wrath"

"What happened to the rest?" Imogen asked curious.

"They died, beheaded or poisoned. That is how it is here, in order to survive, you mustn't break any rules set by Master Simon, or else you die" Isabelle said this time. Imogen looked at them all, and they all had this terrified looks on their faces expect Isabelle.

"Is lord Simon that bad?"

"No, bad is an understatement. He is horrible, the dread lord who implant fears on everyone around him, the devil himself. He is wicked on the bed too, I pity you. You look young to be here, now that the introductions are done, I will take my leave" She turned, flicked her hair and left the room, some of the girls also followed her.

Poppy and Aria stayed back with Imogen.

"I hate it when she does that, she acts like she is the queen here" Aria said showing her dissatisfaction.

"Well, she is the queen. The favourite of Master Simon, she is the only one who had slept with him, more than five times" Poppy mentioned which caught Vera's attention.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"Oh" Poppy faced her. "Among everything Isabelle said, the correct thing in there is that Master Simon never sleeps with a sex slave more than twice. But only Isabelle has broken the record, she has slept with the master more than five times, that makes her untouchable" Poppy explained while Vera nodded.

She deserves it, amongst all the slaves, she is the prettiest, she has the skin liked to a pearl which glows with an endowed body that makes her look so tempting than any other slave.

"Who knows, that might change now that you are here, you aren't bad at all" Poppy said while Aria nods her head in agreement.

"I don't know, I don't think am ready to be in his bed not to talk of being his favourite"

"Well, you don't have a choice" Aria said and exits the room.

"She is right, and also I noticed you call Master Simon, lord Simon. You should stop, and don't get caught by him or his guards. To us, his slaves, we can't address him as others do, we must call him master not lord" She adviced with a stern look.

"I apologize, I will make sure to keep that in mind"

"Of course, I will see you when the sun rises. Then we will talk about the rules in this castle, and also how to satisfy the master when it is your turn to serve him" Poppy stated.

Imogen could feel her heart beat faster, it beats out of fear. Poppy could see how scared she was, who won't be scared. Not able to satisfy him means dead on the spot, but you succeed in satisfying him also means punishment.

"Don't worry too much, you still have a week to...." She was unable to finish her statement when they heard a scream from outside.

They ran out of Imogen's room, towards the commotion.

When they got outside, they saw the other girls all shocked, some trembling, while some just stood still.

"What happened?" Poppy asked.

"Maya was found" Aria answered with tears. She moved out of the way and revealed a body with its head severed, on the floor in a pool of blood.

"She was beheaded" Aria said pointing to the head on a pole before them.

"Ah! ah!" Imogen screamed terrified, she went to a corner and vomited.

Isabelle walked to her and whispered to her. "This is nothing, you haven't seen anything yet"

"Welcome to hell, darling"