The road to the Elven Kingdom was steep and relatively peaceful. Apart from a few monster attacks where the elven guards showcased S-tier prowess, it took 14 days to arrive at the Elven Kingdom.
Star spent most of those days in quiet observation. The caravan moved with disciplined elegance .. the white and gold carriages gliding through ancient forests, elven scouts riding ahead, and Prince Lirien’s personal guards maintaining a constant, watchful periter. Star and Lady Elara shared one carriage, while Lirien rode in the lead vehicle. Occasionally, the Prince would join them for als or short conversations, but mostly he kept his distance.
On the morning of the fifteenth day, as the caravan crested a final hill, the Elven Kingdom unfolded before them like a living dream. Towering trees with crystalline leaves intertwined with graceful spires of white stone and glowing runes. Rivers of liquid starlight flowed between districts. The air itself felt alive with ancient magic. Everything was ethereal and order worldly.
"Now this is fantasy" Star muttered under his breath, captivated by the terrain.
As they entered the outer gates, a senior elven official approached the carriage. After a brief exchange with Lirien, he produced a small, ornate box.
"For the new asset," the official said, bowing to Lirien.
Lirien opened the box and took out a beautiful golden bracelet etched with intricate elven runes. It shimred with soft light.
"Hold out your wrist," Lirien ordered Star.
Star hesitated for a second, then extended his arm. The Prince fastened the bracelet around his left wrist. It clicked shut with a soft, final sound. He unbounded the chains from him and Elara.
"This is a restriction bracelet," Lirien explained calmly. "It suppresses magic and prevents unauthorized escape. As my slave, you will wear it until I decide otherwise."
Star stared at the beautiful golden band. It felt light, almost delicate, but he could already sense the power humming beneath the surface, locking away most of his abilities. Another chain. Another reminder that his freedom was far away from his reach. But he was glad that this one was at least light and bearable.
"Understood," he said quietly, voice steady.
Lirien studied him for a mont longer before nodding. "Good. Welco to the Kingdom of Silverveil."
The palace was breathtaking. Living trees ford the walls and ceilings, interwoven with crystal and gold. Star was given quarters in a private wing of Lirien’s personal residence luxurious rooms with silk drapes, a large balcony overlooking glowing gardens, and a massive bed piled with soft furs. But the golden bracelet on his wrist was a constant, visible reminder that he was still property.
"You will stay here and will not under any circumstances leave this residence if i do not authorize it" Prince Lirien had told him as he showed him his suite.
His job was simple, attend to the prince in every giving way.
"Does that include sexually?" Star asked as the prince told him his job description.
The prince’s face faltered to irritation
"Say that again and i would cut your tounge off where you stand"
"Okay geez" Star muttered under his breath, but he couldn’t fight the spirit of competition that brewed up into his subconscious mind. The feeling of the need to conquer the brooding prince. Suddenly, this was the most important thing for him to do. And he was determined to carry it out.
Few days after arrival, during a private walk in the palace gardens, Star felt the need to test the waters.
He turned to Lirien, who had been walking beside him in silence.
"Your Highness," Star said softly, voice low and deliberate. "May I have a mont to relieve myself? The feeling has left ... uncomfortable."
Lirien raised an eyebrow but nodded to a nearby guard. "Escort him."
Star gave the Prince a slow, seductive glance lashes lowered, lips slightly parted, a hint of vulnerability mixed with invitation. "I would feel safer if you accompanied yourself, Prince. The gardens are still unfamiliar to ."
Lirien’s jaw tightened. For a mont, he seed ready to refuse. Then sothing in Star’s gaze made him pause. He waved the guard away.
"Very well. Follow ."
They walked deeper into a secluded part of the garden, behind tall flowering bushes that shielded them from view. The mont they were alone, Star stopped.
"I didn’t actually need to pee," he admitted softly, turning to face the Prince. "I wanted a mont alone with you. Away from the guards. Away from everyone."
"Do you believe i was stupid enough to believe your lies? I don’t know what your ploy is but i believe you are looking for my attention. Spill it" The prince said and Star rolled his eyes.
"You are right" he said.
Lirien’s violet eyes darkened. "You are bold for a slave."
Star stepped closer, voice dropping to a whisper. "Tell , Prince... are you bethroed?"
Lirien’s breath hitched. "This is out of line for you."
"Perhaps," Star murmured, reaching up to lightly touch the front of Lirien’s elegant robe. "But you bought . You wanted . So tell ... what do you want to be? A slave? An attendee? Or sothing more... personal?"
Lirien’s composure cracked. His hand caught Star’s wrist, but he didn’t pull it away. His breathing had grown heavier.
"You think you can seduce so easily?" he whispered, voice rough.
Star leaned in, lips brushing against Lirien’s ear. "I think you’ve been thinking about this since the auction. Since you saw on that stage. Since you realized soone could rival your beauty."
The Prince’s control shattered.
He pushed Star gently against a tree trunk, kissing him with sudden, hungry intensity. Star responded, hands sliding down Lirien’s chest. The kiss deepened, growing more desperate. Star dropped to his knees in the soft grass, looking up at the Prince with deliberate seduction.
"Allow to serve you, Your Highness," he whispered.
Lirien’s hand tangled in Star’s silver hair as Star freed him from his robes. The Prince’s length was already hard, throbbing with need. Star took him into his mouth slowly, savoring the way Lirien’s cold composure finally broke soft gasps, trembling thighs, fingers tightening in his hair.
"Gods..." Lirien groaned, losing himself in the pleasure. "You... you are dangerous."
Star worked him with skilled, teasing movents, drawing out every reaction. When Lirien finally ca, it was with a choked moan, his usual regal mask completely gone.
Afterward, the Prince pulled Star up, breathing hard. He stared at him for a long mont, violet eyes filled with a new kind of hunger.
"You would serve this way from now on," Lirien said, voice hoarse but decisive. "Not as a re slave. As my consort. My personal consort."
Star wiped his lips, a small, satisfied smile playing on his face.
"As you wish, Your Highness."
The golden bracelet still rested on his wrist ...a symbol of ownership.
But for the first ti since the auction, Star felt like he had taken the first real step toward turning this new cage into sothing he could control.
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