Enslaved - Enslaved Sister Harem - Chapter 10

It was the next morning when I heard a familiar knock on my door. My eyes opened and, I sat up in bed. My eyes immediately fell on the icy expression of Aeryn, who was standing in her maid outfit as expected.

“Shall I answer, or does my lord require more sleep?” She
had a somewhat bitter bite to her words this morning, but I decided to ignore
them.

“She didn’t come last night.” I yawned, stretching as I
glanced over at the door. “It looks like she has more self-control than you
did.”

Aeryn snorted. “Perhaps she is a masochist? I understood the
futility of trying to fight you. This speaks more to her lack of intelligence.”

I looked over at Aeryn. “You’re quite grumpy this morning.
Upset that we didn’t play at all last night?”

“Do not be ridiculous.” Aeryn’s face turned red. “That is…
impossible.”

I shrugged, sitting up and throwing a robe on me as a second
wave of knocks struck the door. “Answer it. It’s about time you let her in.”

Aeryn rolled her eyes and walked over the door, opening it
and stepping to the side. As I had predicted, Bala stumbled into the room. She
was still wearing her armor. Her eyes were red and puffy as if she hadn’t slept
the night before. As Aeryn shut the door, Bala shot me a frustrated look. Her
entire body seemed to be shaking, and she had a very haggard expression.
However, her cheeks were also flushed, and her red lips were slightly parted,
giving off a sense of sensuality that betrayed the boyish appearance she aimed
for.

“Wh-what have you done to me?” Bala took three tries to pull
out her sword.

In her current state, all of her dangerousness seemed to
have evaporated. Her knees were squeezed together and she was continuously
shaking. Her grip on the sword was weak and she could barely keep it up. I
suspected that if we were to fight in the current state, I’d be able to beat
her.

“I do not know what you mean?” I asked innocently, walking
over to my table and pouring a glass of wine for myself. “Are you perhaps
suffering from some affliction?”

Only a second of doubt flashed across Bala’s face, followed
by more anger. “D-don’t toy with me! Ever since our spar the previous day, my
body has felt wrong. You must have cast some devil magic on me! I’ll have you
cure it or I’ll see you dead!”

“Really?” I asked, taking a sip. “That doesn’t sound like a
threat to make to a prince. Tell me. How does your body feel different? If you
can describe the symptoms, perhaps we can help with a solution.”

Her face grew into a fiery rage. She slammed the sword down
on my table. Instantly, it broke in half and the breakfast that Aeryn had left
for me scattered all over. I stood up and took a step back, avoiding any of the
flying food.

“Enough! You know what you’ve done!” She shouted. “You are
no king! You’re not even a prince! You’re just a curse placed on the human
realm. You have no right to even be alive anymore! My sister will- “

She stopped in the middle of her tirade. Her sword was
pointed at me and she was still breathing hard. Meanwhile, my expression
remained calm as I looked her up and down with a slight smile.

“Your sister will… kill me?” I finished her words.

Bala’s eyes flashed, a bit of worry starting to appear. Even
if she hated me, her tirade here had clearly pushed. All I had to do was call for
help and guards would storm in here and arrest her. Of course, this could very
well start a war with the elvish nation, and possibly destroy her sister’s
plans completely. I could tell that she realized she was in some kind of trap,
but as a warrior, not a schemer, she wasn’t clever enough to think of a way
out.

Had she gone to her sister, Bala might have avoided this.
However, I knew that Saria was cruel and Bala was still relatively young. There
was no way she would have went to her sister before trying to resolve the issue
herself. The second she had entered this room, she was already wrapped around
my finger.

“Yes…” I continued at the frowning Bala. “I know about your
plan to kill me during our match. That was exactly why Saria had gone to the
effort to end our marriage in such a humiliating way. There were options to
mitigate, but she wanted me to become angry enough to make a challenge. Then,
you were supposed to kill me during the battle. I also know that when that
failed, your sister plotted to poison me. So far, the elvish nation has plotted
on my life three times, I wonder what father would think if he knew about
this.”

Bala’s expression went white and she took a step back.
“Y-you have no proof!”

I sighed and pulled something out of my pocket. Touching a
few emblems on the stone, it began to glow, and right in front of me, an image
of Saria formed.

“You imbecile! I gave you a simple order. Kill Prince David,
and you bungled that up!”

“I’m sorry, sister! That spell I used should have been
strong enough to kill him!”

“You failed! And now his suspicions are up! The Prince was
supposed to be a dunce, yet I felt he was almost as skillful as me in political
maneuvering. Had I known he would be so clever, I never would have been so
brazen! Now, he wants to come to the elf
kingdom! You’ve made my mission much harder!” As the image backhanded someone, Bala
winced and her hand went to her face.

I stopped the recording. I actually didn’t know about the
recording until the previous night. Thankful, during my discussion with Baba,
she had revealed that the images from these kinds of stones were always saved
to be reviewed later. As a result, I had all the evidence I needed. It didn’t
really matter. I was prepared to push forward no matter what, but the helpless
look on Bala’s face was satisfying.

“You…” That was the only word she could get out as she
looked at me helplessly.

“Prince… or perhaps I should call you princess.” She winced
as I spoke. “I won’t beat around the bush any longer. I’ve poisoned you.”

Her eyes flashed. “Ah!”

“Your sister has plotted against me. You have plotted
against me.”

She gritted her teeth. “Then why don’t you just reveal our
plots? With that stone, you could throw us in prison, or even take our heads!”

I smiled. “Because I need you.”

“Need?” Bala’s face curled bitterly.

“It’s really simple,” I explained. “Your country is in
possession of my sister. I want her back. If I were to bring you or your sister
harm, it would make it much more difficult to accomplish my mission.”

“Then… you can trade us…” Bala suggested.

I chuckled. “The problem is… you and Bala have no value.”

“What did you say?” Anger carpeted her face.

“Think about it. The future heir is in the elf kingdom,
being raised to run the country. My sister is being courted by your brother.
Yet, you and your sister were sent here. Her hand was given to a devil simply
to placate my father and our alliance. That was the trade, after all, my sister
goes to the elf nation to learn magic while your princess was wedded to me.”

“Exactly! Equal trade!”

“Except that the pair of you were always expendable. The
elves wouldn’t have seen it as an equal trade. My sister means 1/6th
of the human realm. The pair of you? You were a necessary sacrifice. The second
your father sent you here, he had abandoned you.”

Bala lowered her head, and I could see a bit of
understanding in her eyes. It was likely she already knew as much. Saria wasn’t
foolish and likely had figured this as well. That was part of the reason Saria
was so desperate. She couldn’t truly break off our marriage. She could only
truly do it through my death. That was why she plotted so viciously. She was
thrown away by the elves and sold off to a hated devil in exchange for a
princess who had true value. It was a bitter thought, but I didn’t think I was
wrong on this.

“You were… supposed to choose… me or my sister.” The words
came out from Bala’s mouth. “But on the journey, she asked me to pretend to be
her brother. She had me learn the sword and dress as a boy… to keep our brothers
from becoming interested. The side effect was that no one protested when we
were to be sold like cattle. Then, my sister offered to make herself the only
fiancée… I just… didn’t want to be married to a devil like you!”

I nodded. I had looked into things, and this was the fiancée’s
first visit. Before then, it was only an agreement between the two kings. I was
to marry one of the daughters, but it was never specified which. I had assumed
the king had picked, but it looked like he had sent both as a sentiment of
goodwill. Although I spoke of the elvish nation wanting to take advantage of
the human realm, their relationship was actually quite good. My father was good
friends with the King of the elves. If that wasn’t the case, how could he be
willing to give his daughter to a devil, no matter the cost?

Therefore, he sent both daughters, and the more clever of
the two realized they were all but being abandoned, and thus decided to try to
kill me. They had been for a week before the original Prince David had died.
The elf elder, who I now knew was the steward, had declared me weak, claiming
that unless I could fight, the marriage was off. The real Prince David, after
years of being looked down on, had reached a breaking point. Had he thought
about it clearly, he would have realized the marriage couldn’t be broken off,
but he fell right for her trap and challenged the prince to show he was worthy
of her.

The plan went perfectly, and Prince David died to a
challenge he himself had issued. No one would have cared other than my doppelganger
mother. Then I came into the picture. Saria knew that she couldn’t break off
the engagement herself, so when I pressed her, she had no choice but to accept
things as they were. I had lost some face that day, but at the time, I was
still just trying to figure things out.

Now, I had all the puzzle pieces and could see the whole
picture. I looked up at the girl. She wasn’t a dishonest type. That was why she
had confessed just now. It was likely something that had been burning in her
mind every moment she had to deal with me. Like Aeryn who forced herself to
wear a mask every day, both women were prone to follow their hearts.

“I do not have any malicious intent towards the elf kingdom,”
I said simply. “In fact, I hope to preserve the alliance between us. However,
the only way that happens is if the human realm remains strong. I will have my
sister back. You can help me, or you can be ground to ash.”

Bala’s eyes focused again and she gave a bitter expression.
“Help you?”

I took out a vial from my pocket. “This is the antidote for
your poison. If you don’t drink it, the effects will grow more and more severe.
You will lose control… and eventually, your sanity. No elf will be able to help
you through this. Only I can produce a cure. You can call it, devil magic.”

“So… what? A promise? A blood pact?” She spoke, her voice
sounding somewhat defeated.

I smiled. “The antidote will only work for twenty-four
hours. Then, your symptoms will return. That means, every twenty-four hours,
you must return to me.”

I chucked the vial over to her and she caught it. This was
truly why I had seen Baba the night before. If I simply planted my seed in her,
I could enslave her, but that slavery could also potentially be removed. From
what I understood, abortion was still possible with the right magic, and then
the slavery binding would be gone. Using a mixture of my semen and blood, I
created a magical cure that was only temporary. It would subside the effects of
blood exposure, but it was severely weakened. In the end, her lustful
aphrodisiac would always return. The longest she’d be able to avoid me was
48-72 hours. At that point, she would lose all reason and break under the
sexual torment.

Bala looked down at the vial like it was a snake, still
hesitating to drink from it. “What do you want me to do?” She demanded.

“You’re a knight,” I said simply. “I need your protection.”

Her eyes widened. “Protection? Can’t you have any bodyguard
in the castle?”

“First off, your sister is currently my most immediate
threat. Her biggest weakness is that she looks down on you. She doesn’t filter
herself around you because she doesn’t see you as a threat. I can use that. You
will help me stay ahead of your sister’s plans.”

Bala grimaced bitterly. “Is that all this is?”

I shook my head, “Even if your sister wasn’t a threat, I do
not know where anyone’s loyalties lie. Even a trusted head maid betrayed me.
Some castle employees belong to my uncle, some to the elves, and some might
even be spies for other nations. I need someone who is… invested… in keeping me
alive. I’m needed to make your antidote. If I die, your only option would be to
throw yourself at another devil and become his love slave. Comparatively, I
think my conditions are light.”

The girl shivered as expected, a look of revulsion on her
face as she contemplated another devil having her. After a few moments of silence,
she pulled off the cork and drank the vial in a single gulp. After grimacing
bitterly, I could see her cheeks starting to recover. The slightly erotic tinge
she was giving off started to fade away. It took less than a minute before she
returned to her original cold self.

“So, do we have an agreement?” I asked.

Bala let out a growl, chucking the vial at the floor. “Very
well! I will do your bidding, but I will never be your ally!”

I sighed, “That is fine. It’s my bidding that I need doing. In the castle, we are fine. Do as your sister asks unless it threatens my life. Then tell me about it. I will be getting ready to leave with your elvish party back to your homeland. At that point, my safety will be in your hands.”

“Is that all?” She demanded.

“No… I have one more thing for you to do for me.”

“What is it?” She said, her face pulled into a grimace.

“The woman who calls herself my mother. Every day she leaves
in the morning and every night she comes to my door. I wish to know what she
does throughout the day.”

“I’m a bodyguard, not a spy!” She spat.

My expression didn’t change. I simply continued to look at
her. After a moment, she finally dropped her head helplessly.

“Very well, but there isn’t much time. We leave in less than
a week.” Bala admitted.

“Just return to my room when you have an answer,” I said. “I
won’t provide you another antidote until you do.”

Bala froze for a second but then nodded bitterly. She
finally put up her sword, turned, and then left the room. When the door shut, I
let out a breath. I hadn’t expected her to pull out a sword. She was such a
violent woman. Fortunately, she didn’t think very much. That was a major reason
I targeted her and not her sister. Even if I had something on Saria, I feared
she come up with some way to make things difficult. She would never just sit
back and allow herself to be subjugated. That was exactly the reason she tried
to kill me in the first place, despite her father’s wishes.

“I’m a bit surprised.” Aeryn’s words caused me to glance up.

“What is that?” I asked.

“I thought you would sleep with her. Even though she is a
tomboy, she is quite pretty.”

“Did you think I was making you watch?” I asked, causing her
to lower her head. “Or did you expect me to have both of you at once?”

Her cheeks flushed red and fury painted her face. “You pig!”

I turned away, ignoring her. “No… she is not someone I’d
take to my bed. She’d be the type to take her own life if I pushed her too
far.”

“And what of me? Is my life meaningless?” Aeryn responded
bitterly.

“You’re exactly the opposite,” I admitted. “You would have
taken your life if I didn’t enslave you. This was the only way I could save
you.”

Aeryn’s expression flashed from shock to anger. “You
bastard. Do not act like you’re doing me any favors!”

“Mm… perhaps her body doesn’t excite me as your does.” I
turned to Aeryn, her expression freezing. “I’m sorry for making you jealous,
but you’re the only girl that can satisfy me.”

“Don’t say those lies.” Aeryn turned away, her face
grimacing. “Those cruel words only hurt me more.”

I sighed, frowning slightly. Perhaps, I did take things a
little far today. I supposed I’d need to make it up to Aeryn, in my own way.

“It was a long night and I stayed up for most of it,” I
said. “One thing you are right about. Bala’s timing was inconvenient.”

Aeryn turned away. “Then I will give Master some peace and
quiet. You can sleep as late as you want.”

“Actually, there is something I feel much more than tired.”
I walked up to Aeryn from behind and grabbed her shoulders. “Since we put off
doing anything last night, then I shall take my enjoyment this morning.”

Aeryn’s back was to me and I couldn’t see her expression in
the slightest. I unbuttoned the back of her dress, reached up and then pushed
her dress off her shoulders. As Aeryn’s dress fell to the ground, revealing her
naked body, she didn’t resist in the slightest.