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Mine By chibi_vegeta Drabble Round 14; Lunge A sudden forward movement or plunge. 495 words. Nappa escorted me down the long hallways and stairs down into the common area of the court and to my seat there, just below and to one side of Father's throne. He was absent today, and as his son the obligation fell to me to look through the newest coterie from the slavers, to choose those who would serve the palace, and even my Father and myself. My eyes narrowed as the double doors were pushed open and the first procession came through. By the time the seventh slaver had paraded his 'goods' before me, I was already groaning with boredom. I had made notes on those the royal house would be purchasing; several of the beefier if none too bright for potential guards (Nappa being the perfect example of this), there were a few skilled slaves whose abilities would be of benefit, and even several serving females whom I knew my Father would have serving him in more ways than one. I yawned and stretched. This was interminable. My eyes narrowed on the half dozen fighting class males making up the end of the column. Father had insisted that I find a personal servant this time; he was tired of me dragging his off on some errand or task. I could use someone new to spar with; Nappa was becoming far too predictable to present a proper challenge and I was growing bored. "There," I waved my hand to the slaver and nodded toward the small group of fighters. "The next to last, have him step forward." The slaver barked an order and the rest of the collection cringed back, trailing out the doors and leaving the single slave standing in the middle of the room. Dressed in only the minimum required for decorum, his skin oiled and toned, this one was obviously expected to fetch a high price. I didn't care. The moment my eyes came to rest on him fully, I knew I wanted this one. Seemingly innocent eyes met my scowling ones, something in their depths challenging me and sparking me to stalk forward from my chair. I drew close and paced around him slowly, my tail snapping behind me. "Can you fight?" "Hai, your highness, and much more…" The smooth-skinned warrior's chin lifted, his canine teeth gleamed, and his eyes suddenly held a depth of promise. I felt my body tighten with anticipation. "Prove it." Prepared for some fighting move, I took up a defensive stance. To my surprise, he lunged forward and swept inside my reach, bending me back over his arm. As I gasped, warm lips settled against my own and a slick tongue plunged into my mouth, bringing with it the taste of wildness and freedom. I felt a sense of fate's wheels turning, a calling to something greater than myself, an inexorable adventure about to begin. Oh yes, this was decidedly much more than I had expected. This one was definitely mine.. Back to Guest Fiction Main Page |