Author's note: sorry that it took so long to finish this chapter. I was going to make this longer and just do his entire POV in chapter 7. I decided to end the wait by just breaking it up into two chapters.
P.S. I don't think I will do different POV's since trying to make another personality is hard, its easier since I have something to base Jaken on.
If anyone knows the degree at which I can go explicitly in things, let me know. Is there a limit, or a link where they talk about this?
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POV: Sir Perit
I stand guard outside the dinning hall of the king. As the most elite knight of the kingdom, I was made bodyguard of the king in his youth. Back when he was a summoned hero, and not a king. I swore an oath to him expecting to follow him into battle, and fight back the beastkin into the southern forests. Instead he ran away and easily took this island nation for his own. He had vast power and magic gifted to him by Tarterious, god of magic when he was summoned here from another world. He overpowered their entire army single-handedly. He then settled down on this island, enslaved all the females of the royal family and turned them into slave-wives.
tightening the grip of my hands, I stare into the wall across from me. How the hero has fallen, none of his children are worthy of even the dung along the road. All of his sons are stupid and fat, and the daughters don't have a thought in their head. My wife is one of the king's daughters given to me to buy my loyalty, but she is as bad as the others. Slow and stupid, though I would never say that to anyone's face.
Today is a special day. It is the fourth birthday of the king's youngest daughter. For reasons even I don't know, the king commanded her to be locked away inside her chambers. This command came shortly after one of the king's slave-wife gouged out her new born's left eye. The slave-wife was obviously locked away in a tower due to her madness that would not leave her.
After this day, the newborn never yelled, nor cried again. She was given the title 'princess of silence' by the maid to attended her.
This would be her first day that she sees her father, her brothers and her sisters.
My grim thoughts stop once I hear the heavy foot steps of several guards hit the hard stone floor. Moments later, eight guards escorting the princess of silence arrives. She walks solemnly in the middle of the formation.
I am stunned at the sight of her. Princess Eris's hair is black as coal and reaches her waist. Hair covers the left side of her face, to hide her missing left eye I'm sure. Her remaining eye is of a rare silver not seen within the royal family, or outside on the streets for that matter.
She wears a shirt that matches her hair colour, and a black skirt that ends 10 centimeters above her knees.
I would have thought that she was trained to be a seductress, if not for her emotionless face. A face that would surely be sexy if she just smiled. sigh. She is just four years old though, she won't be pleasing her husband yet. She has to wait until she's at least eight. When her husband is ravaging her, her face will surely bend to pleasure, like all women. Whores once in bed.
As the eight guards that march around Eris approach, Me and one other guard open the door to the dining hall. Thanks to my large build I am able to move this large door easily. I set my spear against the wall, and whilst I open the door I glance through the slit in my helm to notice princess Eris's one remaining eye. While it shines brightly, I don't see her paying attention to anything other than the door. No, its as if she looks past the door and already sees her fat father. No, further than that, its as if she sees past even this world. What am I saying, she is merely a stupid B****h like all women.
The world is still, and its as if Eris is the center of it. Her presence is so distracting that I barely notice my P***s press into my heavy pants.
Lost in the world that is my mind, I didn't notice that she is already approaching the king. She does not glace around, but approaches with a steady gait. The only sound is the clicks that come from her shoes when they hit the stone floor.
She stops a little away from her father, and even from here I can see the lust that eludes from him. Unlike me who is attracted to her temperament, I'm sure her father likes her because she's a 'loli'. Well that's what he calls little girls that he eventually has sex with.
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well, back to the present. It seems that she has been dismissed. She turns around from her father and walks off, but the king makes sure to show what he considers his by slapping her ass.
Her movements pause from this. She stands still, and I almost expect her to react like any normal girl by at yelping. No, she stands there. As someone who trained in martial arts, I could sense something brewing underneath her skin. Something evil and terrifying. But then it ends, as if it was never there.
Naturally, the king whose combat senses died long ago does not notice this.
Pervert king: "Do you want another? GO!"
As the last word fell from his majesty's mouth, the utter danger that I felt before faded into nothing. As if nothing was there. ugh, perhaps I'm just tired from last night. Brothels have raised in quality in the city ever since his majesty took over.
Eris walks back around the tables and sits next to my wife. As soon as Eris sits she proceeds to eat with little regard to manners. I suppose she was never taught how to eat with proper manners. My wife continues to ramble on and on, questions that I'm sure even the most isolated maid could answer. She is stupid like the rest of her elder sisters.
yawn, ah I can't keep my eyes open. I was busy f*****ng my wife this morning. How does she even stay upright with all I've done to her? Is her stamina endless. tch.
I'll just rest my eyes eyes for a moments. As I close my eyes, the world seems to freeze. All beware of my skills to sleep upright!
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Hearing a commotion in the dinning room I see several of the daughters and son's of the king reacting badly. Even the eldest son is vomiting. Well, I suppose if he purges more he may be less fat. But still, why is everyone reacting like this.
Scanning the room for answers, my eyes stop on Princess Eris. I don't have an opportunity to stop her from leaving the room when her personal maid grabs her hand. Eris easily removes the maids hands from her, to my surprise. Eris's personal maid was taught by the kings and the kings men to by firm, in more ways than one. Eheh. I wonder how a four years old girl was able to overpower a maid. luck I guess?
personal maid of MC: "You cannot just walk away from his Majesty, the king! Go back to him, and beg for forgiveness or I'll lock you up in your room and throw the key away!" Her words are venomous and sharp. I don't socialize with the castle staff, but this maid is an exception. Her name is Laura, and she is the head-maid. When I met her, she was in the middle of flogging one of the princesses who insulted the king. That princess was never seen again.
Eris's face remains stoic, but is betrayed by her eyes widening. This is the first time I've seen her show emotion. How I wish to see her face contort in pain.
Eris walks past Laura as if she didn't exist. Oi, you know she really will lock you in that room forever you know? Her gait is fast, and she soon disappears from my sight. I see several guards following her back to her chambers.
So this is how the story of the legendary silent princess ends, eh? I'm sure she will be severely punished by the king, and perhaps never seen again.
I glance back into the dinning room to see that most of the princes and princesses calmed down. The king wears a disgusting vulgar smile that stretches ear to ear. I'm sure he's thinking of what he will do to Eris after he gets around to it.
My wife stands from her seat, stirring the calming room. She proceeds to walk to the king. I'm stunned when she kneels down in front of the king, worried for my dear c*** b*****t, I strain my ears and barely make her words.
Eight year old wife of Perit: "Please forgive Princess Eris, I'm sure she...."
Demon: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Everything within the castle shakes as the cry of a demon echos from the castle. The screams themselves force me to kneel on one leg. Vision dims all around me, but I maintain my awareness.
Sprinting into the dinning room I glance over the collapsed bodies of the princes and princesses. The king alone sits in his chair, unaffected by the demon's roar.
Sir Perit: "My king, a demon has surely invaded the castle! I will gather men to extinguish it!" The king reaches his hand for my chest, but I quickly sprint around the table for the heavy doors.
Finally, a chance to live how I wanted! Fighting!