The night is still young and even though it is dark out Silver knows that the princess is going to come soon. She comes every June 9th on his birthday to make it miserable in the name of supposed love. She comes to enjoy herself and because of the contract with her family if she orders it he can’t say no. Being cursed by Nuriel it is a surprise that she has a very high sex drive. At least it is toward him. He hopes that Suriel will come down and bring forth a plague onto her.

“Duke von Stein, Princess Celetina is here to see you.” Silver’s head butler said as soon as he came in.

Silver looks up and then back down at his work. “I can’t tell her to go away this year can I?”

“Unfortunately, as you are still under the Deprasie family you are unable to turn her away.”

“Bring her in then. I hope that she makes it quick this year.”

“As you wish.” The butler bows and exits the room.

“Lord Silver von Stein. I have come for your birthday once again. You must feel honored to have had me in your presents for the past seven years.” Celestina bows and her golden hair gently falls down.

“Not particularly. You are a huge thorn in my side.” He states rather emotionlessly as he dips his quill in some ink.

Celestina walks up and slams her hand against the table making Silver look up and fear strikes his eyes. “I see you are just as rude and cold as ever.” She walks to his side, takes the pen out of his hand and places it back in the ink holder. “It’s okay though, I can forgive you because of your pretty looks.” She places a hand on his cheek and starts to rub it.

He feels sweat drip down his neck as she strokes his face. “We don’t have to do this. I don’t want to.”

She gives off a crooked grin. “Awe, my little man thinks that he has a say. We are doing this today.”

His eyes gloss over at the order. “Yes, my Lady.”

“You know what to do slave. Pleasure me.” She turns around and lifts up her hair. “Undress me first.”

His hands move on their own as he unties her dress and it hits the ground. After he takes off her bra and lets it too hit the ground he gropes her breasts and goes down to kiss her neck. She lets out a moan as she turns around and kisses his lips. She takes off his pants and starts to stroke his cock. Even though she knows that it is all forced on him to do as she says it feels right to her to have him making love to her.

“Marry me.” She says knowing that it couldn’t truly be an order or else the contract would become void at their union.

“No.” He responds emotionlessly as he continues to bring her pleasure.

“Why not? I could give you what you want.”

“I don’t love you. I find you repulsive.”

She removes her hand from his penis and slaps his face. “You are not allowed to tell me that.”

His eyes gloss over once again. “I’m sorry my Lady.”

“Now, tell me what I want to hear.” She rubs the spot that she hit not making it a direct order that he has to follow but sending the pain as a reminder if he doesn’t willingly say it.

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He looks at her with fear and his eyes dart away. “You are the light of our empire. I love and want is best for you. You are my world.”

“There. Now was that so hard?”

“No… My Lady. I won’t speak out of line again.”

“Oh, you will. You always do. You’ll also make me Duchess von Stein someday.”

She kisses his lips and he refuses to respond. He refuses to make her his wife. She is part of the Royal family. She will not be spared from his wrath once he gets out of the contract. She will be the first one to die. He’ll make sure of it.

After she leaves, Silver is sitting on the floor and is a complete mess. He has tears running down his face. He has hatted his birthdays since the formation of the contract. If he knew what he knew now he never would have signed it. “Please, Suriel, Zarall, Gods of death and war. Please help me out in this time of need. Please, help me get through this.” He knows that he needs to stay strong. He needs to be stronger than his oppressors. Although, with the contract in place, he can’t do anything about it. He hopes that Pearl will figure out what he needs and how to do it soon.

Once he has gathered himself enough he straightens up his documents and heads out stopping in front of Pearl’s room. He knocks on the door and they open it up slowly.

They see Silver standing in front of their doorway with disheveled hair, bloodshot eyes, and what appears to be some kind of bruises that cover his neck. “What happened?”

They ask him that simple question but he drops down and starts to cry all over again. He feels weak. He feels as if he shouldn’t show them this kind of emotion. Especially show it to them. He is supposed to be strong. He is supposed to protect them. How could he do that if the royal family finds out about them? “Let me stay with you tonight. Please. We don’t have to be in the same bed. I can sleep on the couch. I just can’t be alone.”

They squat down and look at him in his eyes. Tears don’t seem to stop running down his face. They see a red mark on his face. “Who did this?” They gently touch it and he flinches at the touch.

“No one.” He lied not really wanting to worry them more. Although that didn’t work as a voice appears in their head.

Let me kill them for hurting the chosen of my twin brother. A male voice rings in their head. Knowing that Silver was blessed by Zarall they assume that they must be talking to Suriel. When you are ready and find out who it is say that I bring down a curse to them. I will curse them with whatever illness you desire. I will even do it if it is fatal. You are the only one that can command us. Let me have this.

They want to listen to the voice but if they don’t know who it was then they can’t do anything. They wonder if they can heal him by using the name of Nuriel. "Nuriel, please help and heal the wound inflicted upon Silver, and Amaliel please bring light into his time of darkness.” They say their prayer under their breath but the hand on Silver’s face starts to glow.

The bruises on his neck go away and the pain where Silver was hit slowly fades away. “Thank you, Pearl. I feel a little better.”

They remove their hand and kiss his cheek where it rested. “I’m happy to help where I am able.”

They give him a smile and he gently moves them down onto their back and grabs their hands. “Let me sleep in your bed with you.”

Even though he gave it sounding like an order, Pearl knew that it wasn’t one because he is giving them the choice to say no if they really want to. “If you want to then why don’t you order me?”

He smiles and gets down to their ear. “Do you want me to?” His breath is warm and full of lust and desire to do just that. “I’ll order you around if that is what you want. You never did answer that question at the temple of Zarall.”

They remain quiet as he keeps them pinned to the ground he gently placed them down on.

“Give me an answer. Your answer, not the answer that you think I want to hear.”

“Yes sir, order me around.” They said their desire out loud not really wanting to but since he made it an order they had to.

“Let me stay with you tonight then.”

“Yes, sir.” They automatically respond but they are happy that he gave it as an order forcing them to say yes.

“Stay still. Let me carry you to the bed.” Their body automatically obeyed as Silver picks them up and carries them to their bed. He places them down and puts them under the covers. “You really are the light in my darkness right now. You know that, right?”

They roll over facing away from him. “You don’t really know me.”

He gets into the bed and pulls them into him. “Neither do you know me. Yet, I still want you and only you.” He kisses the back of their head. “You are the light of the empire and I will protect you.”