Princess of the Silver Ocean - Chapter 59

“Do not worry,” she reassured him, “I am looking for a spell that will cuff you since I don’t have any cuffs with me. Once I cuff you, we can go to your bedroom, and you can tell me to do anything you want. I’ll be your servant.”

She winked at him, and his lips parted slightly. His breath and pulse were quickening as he imagined what he would make her do to him. He began to sweat, constantly swallowing as he waited for her to cuff him.

‘Surely there is a restraining spell here,’ she wondered, paging through the magic spell book, ‘If I cuff his hands, then it will be easier for me to deal with him or take him down.’

Her eyes widened in delight when she found a locking spell. This was a spell that could chain or lock any object or creature. As long as the said creature was not too strong. She did not know how strong this fox was, but she was not going to let him walk away and live scot-free after what he had been doing to Lara and her grandmother.

“I found a locking spell,” she told the fox, winking at him, “Now, just hold out your hands like this.”

She demonstrated how she wanted him to hold out his hands. She had decided that it was also best to tie his legs in case he tried to make a run for it, which she had a feeling he would do. At that moment, the fox prince was sitting in the lounge, having a meal with Lara.

He had taken off his jacket and placed it around her so that she would feel warm as the weather was beginning to get cold and her clothes were not exactly cold-friendly. He watched as she ate the food hungrily as if she had been starved for many days. Glancing sideways at his watch, he realized that he had given the princess eight minutes instead of five, and she was still not back yet.

He pushed his chair out and stood up. Lara stared at him in surprise, raising her eyebrows. Her tiny hands held the chicken pieces that prince Yashiro had deboned for her. Her face beamed as she ate the chicken, feeling a variety of herbs and spices tantalizing her taste buds. He pushed his chair back in and stared at Lara.

“Little fox,” he told her, causing her to look up from her meal, “I am going to find princess Nexi since she has not come back yet. I will be right back, so you stay here, okay?”

She nodded obediently, and he smiled. He then walked outside as he knew that Nexi and Lara’s uncle were probably not inside the house since he could not hear the sound of their voices. To his shock and horror, he had arrived at the moment when Astoria had wrapped her arms around Lara’s uncle’s neck.

“What the hell is she doing in that position with another man?” he snarled, baring his teeth.

He watched as she backed away and summoned that magic book again. Astoria and the uncle could not see the prince as he kept a safe distance from them, not wanting to be seen or heard just yet. He knew that Astoria had a plan, so he told himself to wait first before he jumped in to save her or tear her away from that man.

“Ah!” she exclaimed, staring excitedly at the uncle, “This spell is perfect. Okay, here goes nothing.”

Lara’s uncle nodded, his mind and soul excited about what was to come. It has been a while since he had fun with a beautiful woman. Usually, he would go to brothels to find a woman who would satisfy his desires. He was a divorced man. He had three previous wives, but none satisfied him the way he wanted to be satisfied.

The spell she was about to cast was a spell invented by Circe. It causes whatever object or living thing that is targeted to be locked by some kind of locking mechanisms such as ropes or chains. She was hoping to use ropes to tie his hands and legs.

“Immolio Padlockent,” she uttered, and an intricate, silver ray of sparks emerged from her hand.

Lara’s uncle stared at the silver sparks, which began to snake their way around his hands. Ropes began to form, and they circled his hands, tying them together. His eyes widened at the strength the ropes held. He tried to break free, but it was impossible as the ropes were the strongest he had ever seen.

“Don’t worry,” she told him in a sultry, reassuring voice aimed at washing away any alarm he had about being tied up, “Don’t resist it by trying to break free. It won’t be fun if you do.”

She winked at him and then faced her palm to his legs. The silver sparks circled his legs, and ropes formed, tying his legs tightly. This caused him to lose his balance, and he fell. She sighed in relief and crouched down, narrowing her cobalt eyes at him. He looked up at her, his eyes showing hints of confusion and a bit of alarm.

“Is this part of the plan? I think you made the ropes a bit too tight,” he told her.

She gave him a one-shoulder shrug and half-smiled.

“Nah,” she said, “I think the ropes are just right.”

Lara’s uncle began to wiggle and squirm like a speared eel upon realizing that she had other plans for him. Plans that he was not going to enjoy.

“What the hell are you doing, you annoempra?” he snarled, his sharp teeth bared.

She tilted her head to the side and tapped her fingers on the ground.

“Ah, yes,” she said, staring into his eyes, “I believe prince Yashiro told me that word is equivalent to b*tch or wh*re.”

She tsked and pointed her finger at his tied hands. He had managed to get into a seated position. His clothes were dirty because of the impact of his body hitting the ground.

“You have been a bad guardian and an abuser,” she stated, the ropes tightening around his hands, “What you have been doing is a crime, sir.”

“Shut up!” the uncle shrieked, “Shut the hell up, you annoempra! What the hell do you know? This has nothing to do with you! You’re a psychopath! Seducing me like a sl*t! You…”

She listened to him ramble on, occasionally rolling her eyes at him. He insulted her and called her filthy names. He brought up how he was doing Lara and her grandmother a favor by taking them under his care, so he had every right to do whatever he wanted with them.

“What a twisted mind you have,” she told him and stood up, “Whatever. You did the crime, so you pay. Hopefully, you will come out a better man after a few years. ”

Prince Yashiro walked towards her and stood next to her. She was relieved that the house was in an almost secluded area and had a gate so no one could see what was going on inside. He placed his hand on her shoulder, and she let out a long sigh of relief.

“Mission accomplished. He confessed to everything I was suspicious of,” she told him.

The uncle’s eyes widened in horror. His breathing became shallow and rapid. He was fruitlessly trying to break free from the ropes so that he could run away, but the ropes were just too strong. He scowled and growled, his body now shaking with fear.

“M-my prince,” Lara’s uncle stammered, “H-have m-mercy on m-me. Please…”

He kept repeating those words, his body rocking back and forth as he now sat kneeling down. He did not want to go to the dungeon. He was always careful with his wicked ways by threatening to kill Lara’s grandmother if she told anyone he abused her. He would even buy her hand-me-down clothes, which covered all the places he hit her.

So why? Why was it that someone found out about his evil deeds? Did Lara really sacrifice her grandmother by telling someone that he abused her? The thought of being locked up with hardened criminals made him scared for his life. He knew they would crush him. They would tear him apart, limb from limb. They would torture him with no feelings of remorse.

“My pri-”

“Shut it!” Astoria snarled, cutting him off in irritation and anger.

The uncle’s face contorted, and he fell silent, afraid that the princess would tighten the ropes around his hands and legs. That would be horrible as he was already starting to feel his hands and legs become numb.

“I’m done with him,” she told the fox prince, “You deal with him.”

She bent down to the uncle’s level.

“I have excellent hearing,” she lied to him, “so if I leave here and hear you tell the prince that you’re innocent or some sh*t like that, I’ll tighten the ropes until your bones break. Got it?”

He swallowed hard and nodded vigorously. Lara’s uncle and prince Yashiro watched as Astoria left, walking back into the house.. They were both left stunned and speechless that she was capable of doing such a thing for a princess.