Chương 5: Exotic beauty
In front of her eyes, a group of about seven guards surrounded a young woman. One of them held her arms on the ground, another her legs.
The young slave girl had tears in her eyes, as she screamed in desperation, struggling with all her might to free herself, but to no avail. After all, she was facing seven trained guards.
The young woman looked good, her hair was curly brown, her eyes were green, her full lips seemed to be naturally tinged with red, her body had a pronounced curvature, and her huge breasts were visible through the white cloth that characterized the slave's clothes because the young woman's tears had made the cloth transparent.
Her skin color was dark, something very rare among Skyf citizens. She exuded an exotic beauty that had attracted the attention of the guards, and even Wade was a little taken aback by her beauty.
However, the act the soldiers were committing had aroused his anger, he was aware that this happened all too often, he knew from Doyle's memories, but to see it happen in front of his eyes was something else entirely.
Like a pack of hungry wolves, the soldiers' lecherous gazes did not leave the young woman's side. Until finally one of them couldn't stand the wait and pounced on her.
One of his hands ran all over her body, while the other covered her mouth, stifling her screams.
Seeing this, Wade could not resist and strode angrily towards the soldiers.
"Stop!" His voice came out full of anger. However, it did not have the effect he had hoped for.
Without bothering to check who the voice came from; they kept their leering gazes on the young woman.
"Wait your turn, Asshole!" The soldier on top of the young woman shouted, apparently angry.
'Asshole!?'
Wade's fist clenched tightly until his fingernails were almost digging into his flesh. 'This scumbag, he's abusing a person in front of me, and yet he dares to call me that?'
Hearing this, Wade had lost all calm. As he approached with heavy steps, the guard holding the young girl's hands saw him.
"¡Your Majesty!"
His eyes widened in surprise, and he quickly let go, standing up straight while fixing his gaze on the ground.
When her hands were freed, the young woman seized the moment and quickly slapped the face of the soldier on top of her with all her strength.
"Aghh, damn bitch!"
The soldier groaned, raising his fist ready to strike back. However, before he could do so, Wade kicked the soldier's stomach with all his might, causing him to roll over and fall flat on his back.
Another angry shout was about to leave his mouth, but as he opened his eyes, his body froze. His Majesty's eyes were filled with a rage he had never seen before, and they were directed at him.
Realizing who it was, the soldiers around him stepped aside, as if they had nothing to do with the situation, watching in astonishment.
Doyle had mounted the guard, and with both hands, he struck his face over and over again.
Doyle's body was too weak, so each blow did less damage than he expected, yet this made each punch hurt even more.
From below, the soldier watched helplessly, as every fist approached his face until it finally struck him. He felt humiliated, and furious, wanting to throw him off and separate his head from his body, but… who in their right mind would challenge His Majesty?
After punching several times, Wade left the soldier bloodied, his fists swollen, and blood dripping from them.
Then he approached the soldier who had previously held the young woman's arms.
"Your Majesty! I'm sorry. We didn't know you had your eyes on this slave!"
The guard had misunderstood Doyle's fury. In his eyes, what they were doing to this slave was something natural. Slaves had no rights, and those who looked good usually suffered this kind of treatment.
Even Wade had memories of Doyle taking beautiful slaves for the same reason. For this reason, the guard thought Doyle was angry because he wanted this slave for himself.
Clearly, Wade realized this, and with it, an idea had sprung up in his mind.
"I don't want anyone else to touch this slave... From this moment on, she belongs to me."
It felt strange to say these words, especially since the purpose of the trip was a ceremony for his wedding. But none of this mattered; even being married, and taking advantage of a slave wouldn't look bad for the Skif.
It wasn't that Wade wanted to take advantage of her; while her beauty had surprised him, he wasn't crazy enough to abuse an innocent person.
On the contrary, after seeing the young woman with tears in her eyes and the marks on her wrists from the guards' strong grip, Wade felt some pity for her.
"Understood!" In an instant, the guards stepped away from the young woman and formed a line.
"We will send the slave to her quarters immediately!"
The disappointment on several guards' faces was visible as one of them took the young woman by the arm and led her away.
After giving one last look at the guards, Wade followed behind them. Although he still had some plans, now that he had 'taken' a slave, he would have to deviate a bit.
To begin with, having this slave could be a great advantage, as he could use her to taste food, as well as take any precautions for himself.
Furthermore, as long as she remained under his protection, no guard would lay a hand on her. It was a perfect deal; while Wade protected her from the guards, she would protect him from conspiracies.
As the young woman was dragged away by the guard, her eyes turned to Wade with a wild look.
'What's wrong with her? Doesn't she realize I just saved her from a terrible fate?'
In just a few moments, they arrived at Wade's transport, which still lay on the ground where it had been left earlier.
The guard pushed the young woman inside and stood at the door as if guarding it.
Although Wade liked the idea of having someone to keep watch, he didn't trust the soldiers much, so he ordered them to leave before entering with the young woman.
Inside, the young woman sat on the cushions with her legs crossed, her wild gaze never leaving Wade's face, while her hands barely covered her breasts, which were visible through the thin fabric.
Thanks to the very short fabric, her soft thighs were surprisingly full of flesh despite the slaves' lack of food.
For a moment, Wade thought that the guards might have been secretly watching her, waiting to take advantage when the opportunity arose.
The beauty before his eyes made Wade swallow hard, holding back the urge to jump on her before speaking.
"Calm down."
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