Alexander and his sister stared in shock.
Although they were years from being crowned king and queen over Valeria, Alexander and Alexandra wanted to snatch the crowns from their parent's head—because they was no way the adults that stood mere yards away could rule. Not when they had...when they had...
"You gave this country away," Alexander whispered. He almost couldn't believe it. He had known his parents to be impulsive and selfish but this was insane.
The citizens, the Royals, the land...
"What about—"
"To who?"
Alexander's head snapped up at his sister's voice. She rarely spoke, but when she did no one can deny her an answer. Her eyes were cold and she met their parent's eyes, unwavering.
They winced.
Her father tried to reason with them. "We merely sold the kingdom to the Farions. Our economy is in the drain, we lack proper land to grow crops, and our magic is depleted. What else could we have done, my child?"
"Anything but sell our people, our land, to barbarians!" Alexandra screamed. The Farions were notorious for invading kingdoms by killing the men, raping the women and burning the Royals. The stench of death would lie in their wake and nothing would remain when they left to invade another. Alexandra clutched her fist and brought it to her chest. She could feel her heart beating furiously. "They will destroy this country and taint our people, father! Our kingdom will suffer! Oh God," she cried. "What have you done?"
Her voice cracked at her words it seemed as if none of her pleas reached her parents. Her parents were smiling and for moments Alexandra thought them insane. Her mother made her way towards her daughter. Alexandra looked at her mother's long and extravagant red dress. Her lips curled in disdain. The money her foolish mother spent on that dress could have fed their people who died from starvation.
Her mother smiled once more and the princess swore her mouth was forever frozen in that position. "No, my child!" She exclaimed. "It's what you will do! The deal we made is with you as King's Jasper's Queen and together you will rule this land to greatness!"
Alexandra stumbled.
No.
"You sold her?" Alexander fixed his mother with a glare and pried her fingers off of his sister.
His mother shook her head vehemently and smiled. "Only to save us all!"
Alexander had heard enough. He knew from experience that the only people who would be safe from this disaster would be them. No one else would survive this. No one could. He looked at his sister whose tears were running down her precious face. A thin finger wrapped around a long strand of snow white hair that fell softly on her shoulders. Alexander knew she only did so as a nervous habit, but her eyes were blank. She was scared to the point of losing herself.
Shit.
He pulled his sister against him, feeling her tears through his shirt. "It's ok," he whispered. "I'll protect you—"
But the words were drowned by the grand room being barged open by dozens a men. They laughed obnoxiously as they spotted the girl clinging desperately to him.
"And you must be the beautiful Alexandra," said one that looked as bad as he smelled. With dark, unwashed hair, yellowing teeth and eyes that traveled up and down Alexandra's body, the man smiled. He snapped and more men surrounded the twins. "Capture her and kill the brother. Don't touch her. King Jasper will want her still a virgin when he gets her."
No.
Fear ran through Alexander. He wasn't strong enough to take all of the men alone. Since a child he had trained alongside his father but the training could only get him so far. These men were animals. They did not train to abide by the rules especially not the ones of fighting tournaments. They used knives and other weapons with skills they picked up from years of experience.
He was outmanned and out-skilled...but Alexander would die before anyone could lay a hand on his sister.
He quickly scanned the area and grasped the knife that lay within his trousers.
The man in charge chuckled at his actions. "Looks like the prince has a knife!" his smile darkened. "Make sure he doesn't hurt the girl."
The men swarmed in.
Everything was a series of kicks and stabs but the blood pooling on the floor was Alexander's. He sank to the floor, gasping in pain. His sister was in the leader's hands, crying and reaching out to her brother, but Alexander could do nothing.
The last thing he heard was a scream as darkness washed over him.
- - - -
Alexandra teeth claimed her bottom lip as she fell on her brother's cock. His hands were on hips, slowly guiding her back and forth, as she dug her nails on his chest. The pleasure that pooled between them heated and a moan fell from Alexandra's lips.
"Faster," she begged, opening her eyes to see her brother staring at her lovingly. He was always so careful when he made love to her, and at any other time she would have loved this kind of slow love-making, but today was different. It was the day magic had chosen to flow within her.
