The Birth of a Princess - Part One
months of torture and attempts to escape, the hour had finally come. The castle
was eerily silent without the sobs and screams that had bounced off the walls
and echoed through the halls. No one dared even look at poor Estrella as she
walked up to the majestic throne room where her husband and king sat. The Mad
Queen Estrella shuffled towards him, her feet and back hurting of carrying the
future Princess Thorn in her belly. She puffed and huffed with every step, but
the guards gave her no rest and King Thorn barely paid her any attention.
before you stands Estrella, your Queen and wife,” Dribbin, the king’s wizened
looked at his counsellor with raised eyebrows. “Do you honestly think I would
not recognise my own wife, Dribbin?” the King asked. “I may have sent her away,
but I have always cared for her deeply. She is my wife! Did I not send her hay
to eat during this difficult time? Sustenance to strengthen her body and care
for my unborn child?”
felt his throat go dry. With his heart racing in his chest, he quickly bowed
towards his liege.
“Of.. Of course not, Your Majesty. I was simply following the proper Royal
etiquette, sire.” He said, fearing for his life. The king was not above
beheading his subjects, even those closest to him.
barely paid him any attention, however, and quickly looked at his beloved wife.
wife. What is it that you want of me?” the king demanded. “Do you require more
hay, or another burning house to keep you warm? He asked, his laughter bouncing
against the walls of the throne room.
visibly paled at the question and became even more anxious hearing his laughter
Y..your Majesty, I .. I .. I am ab about
tttto .. to ” she stuttered, already dreading what would come.
out, woman! Spill it! Did you lose your tongue? That can be arranged, then we
wouldn’t have to wonder if you’re mute anymore! It would certainly make my life
a lot easier!” King Thorn shouted.
is .. she is coming, Your Majesty, y..you..your daughter,” Estrella managed to
get out, falling on her knees and crying. She feared for her daughter’s life.
Feared what King Thorn would turn her into.
Thorne’s eyes lit up in happiness.
that is delightful! Such wonderful news! Dribbin! Dribbin, did you hear that? I
am about to be a father! Oh what fun we shall have with our subjects! This
calls for a celebration! Prepare the catapults at once, I shall indulge in my
weekly target practice!” the king exclaimed in delight.
practice, sire? Do you think that is a good idea? We only just fired flaming
debris at the villages, destroying nearly half of them!” Dribbin worriedly
to keep them warm, Dribbin. My subjects love me! Don’t question my orders, or
YOU shall be the one we use for target practice!” the king replied.
sire. At once, sire.” The counsellor said as he withdrew to inform the
silence now that Dribbin had left, Estrella cried out in pain. Her hands shot
to her blown up belly, holding it. The baby was coming.
Take her to the dungeons at once. I don’t care to hear her screams today, and I
certainly don’t want her blood on my royal floor!” the Mad King commanded.
At once two
guards took hold of Estrella, one on each side of her. They pulled her up and
supported her as they lead her away to the dungeons. The steps on the stairs
were slick with blood from the King’s little games, but the soldiers were well
prepared for this. Every time Estrella slipped, they pulled her back up. Much
to Estrella’s frustration, who tried to slip deliberately to end it all there.
Whispers could be heard all throughout the
dungeon, echoing and bouncing off the walls. When the guards opened the gate,
however, the voices quieted down instantly. Each one of them afraid they would
be next to play a part in the Mad King’s twisted little games.
pushed Estrella in the holding cell with force, nearly making her trip. She
shrieked in horror and surprise, but safely fell on a stack of hay.
go, wench. We will be back when the baby is here, and don’t you even think
about hurting her!’ the guards told her as they turned and disappeared back up
guards around and left all by herself, the filth of the dungeons quickly came
to her. All those who had dared oppose King Thorn, Estrella’s husband, were
down here with her … waiting … watching. It made her feel uncomfortable.
we haven’t seen the likes of you down here in … well, forever really,” one of
them said, “What brings her Majesty down here? Are you here to provide us some
prisoners watched her with lustful eyes, clearly fantasising what they could do
with a woman laying helplessly on a stack of hay.
came out of the darkness, closing in on her.
there, beautiful,” a brute of a man whispered, “bow before your new King”.
inmates chuckled. They grabbed Estrella by her arms, pinning her down and
pulling her hair. In moments she was covered in dirt, ash and feces. Her
beautiful dress torn to pieces, streaks of dirt smeared in her hair and on her
to break free of the iron grips Estrella began to sob, still feeling the
prisoners touch her in all sorts of places.
“Is this where my child will be born?” she
thought, “Is this where she will have to grow up?”
and whines only encouraged the wild animals further, driving them mad with lust
and turning them brutal. They longed to feel the warmth of her skin, to take
her then and there. A Queen amongst rebels, thieves and murderers. They didn’t
care that she was clearly with child, about to give birth. It enticed them and
they ripped off her clothes, pinning her down more fiercely.
darling, this will all be over soon.” Another man said. “I never thought the
king would give us a present as beautiful as you, we’ll take care of you now.”
ripped off the final piece of her dress, revealing her bare legs. It was only
then that they stopped. Seeing a tiny little head coming out between her legs.
Quickly they came back to their senses, horrified with what they had done.
could feel the pressure on her limbs fall away as they slowly retreated, back
to the darkness of the dungeon. She looked up at them, a Queen looking up to an
inmate, and begged with tears in her eyes.
she sobbed, “please end it. Please end me, take my life. Kill my daughter, he
can’t get his hands on Emillia. Please, I beg of you!”
she begged again, “Do with me as you please, but end her suffering now. Kill
her, so she won’t have to suffer under his cruel jokes and terror. I don’t have
the strength .. make it stop”.
One by one
the prisoners turned away, glancing at one another with shame and pity written
all over their faces. She may be Queen, but they could only imagine what it
must be like to live with the Mad King Thorn. The man who had imprisoned them
and considered them pawns in his sadistic games.
One of the
men shuffled towards her, kneeling down in front of the babe. Estrella could
see the determination and hardship in his eyes, the kindness he was about to
grant her. Slowly the man reached for Emillia, his hands going for her throat.
could reach her, he quickly fell to the floor on his side. Motionless. A spear
protruding through his head jammed up between the prison bars, and blood
seeping on the floor.
“No one is
to touch her Majesty the Princess, heir to the throne!” a soldier barked
towards the inmates. “Did you honestly think that would work, Your Majesty? The
King gave us strict orders to protect the child, for you he has other plans” he
said with a sadistic smile.
took Emillia with them and brought her back upstairs. Back to her father, to be
raised by the cruellest man of all: Mad King Oswald Thorn.