“Allow me to introduce Ashley to you, Prince Rufus. She’s a good dancer. She has prepared a special dance just for you,” Geoffrey announced happily.
“How the fuck can she dance in that?” Harry frowned deeply.
Ashley wasn’t wearing any shoes, and we could clearly see that the soles of her feet were covered in scars. Although she walked very slowly, she wore a big smile on her face, as though she wasn’t in any pain.
When she made it to the center of the banquet hall, music started to play.
The Gothic-style music gave the hall a mysterious atmosphere.
Although Ashley was heavily chained, she still danced flexibly and lithely.
Her slim waist swayed to the music, and her every step matched the beat of the song.
I watched Ashley’s dance quietly. She was gorgeous and looked mature, so I figured she must’ve been an adult already. But she didn’t smell like a werewolf… Judging from her appearance, it was very likely that this slave was a vampire.
When this thought crossed my mind, I couldn’t help but frown. Although the relationship between the vampires and the werewolves had always been very strained, we had reached a temporary truce.
Where we stood right now was located on the border of werewolf territory, not far from the vampires. Yet Geoffrey had the audacity to publicly enslave a vampire!
My frown deepened the longer I looked at Ashley. Every exposed part of her body was covered in scars or fresh wounds.
Anyone could tell that Ashley had a hard life here.
It reminded me of the time I was a slave.
Frowning deeply, I turned to a local soldier sitting opposite me. “What crime has this slave committed?”
The soldier looked intoxicated. He couldn’t tear his gaze away from Ashley. When he heard my question, it took a while for him to answer. “Nothing. She didn’t commit any crime. But she’s still a vampire. Moreover, her special power hasn’t been awakened yet, so she’s just a loser. As long as we don’t kill her, we can do anything to her.”
The soldier’s words made me feel incredibly uncomfortable.
I was right-Ashley was indeed a vampire. Although I didn’t necessarily like vampires, I couldn’t just sit and watch as these people deliberately humiliated and abused an innocent creature.
Just then, Ashley had finished her first dance. Another song started to play, and she began a new dance.
The soldier’s lustful eyes lingered on Ashley’s body. “She’s so hot, but unfortunately, it’s not yet my turn.”
“Your turn? What do you mean?” I pursed my lips and asked.
The soldier sighed with pity. “Such a beauty isn’t given to ordinary soldiers like me until the superiors are tired of playing with her. She might be a dancer right now, but at night, she’s a sex slave.”
Then his peer next to him chimed in. “Yeah. I have a friend who’s one level higher than me and he’d fucked her once. He said that her pussy’s damaged beyond repair. Poor girl. But she’s just getting what she deserves.”
After saying that, the two soldiers exchanged knowing glances. “It’ll be our turn soon.”
I didn’t want to listen to them anymore, so I turned away in disgust.
Geoffrey kept trying to butter up Rufus. Rufus ignored him. His face was cold as ice, and he looked like he didn’t even want to glance at Geoffrey.
As the banquet went on, the joyful music kept playing.
I thought today’s show would consist of a few simple dances, but to my horror, a few soldiers brought in a huge slab of charcoal stone. It glowed red, as though it had been heated beforehand.
And it looked like Ashley was going to dance her last dance on it-barefoot.
Sylvia’s POV
The charcoal stone soon turned black, looking harmless.
But then a local soldier threw a piece of beef onto it. We all instantly heard a sizzling sound and the beef was roasted in a matter of seconds.
Seeing this, the group of local soldiers began to jeer at Ashley to start dancing.
Ashley hesitated slightly, but finally she lifted her injured foot.
Harry clenched his fists. He was so angry at the scene that he let out a string of expletives. “Fuck!”
But his voice was drowned out amidst the chaos.
Flora nearly rushed to the vampire slave to put a stop to this, but I stopped her quickly. “Calm down. Geoffrey is looking at us.”
Something told me that we needed to look into this matter further, but we needed to do it subtly. We couldn’t attract attention to ourselves now, lest it alert the enemy.
Besides, everyone here seemed to hate Ashley with a passion. It wasn’t appropriate for us to stop them without knowing why they hated her.
The music and the drumbeats picked up the pace, as though it was urging Ashley to step on the stone.
I could see that Ashley had broken out in cold sweat. She stepped one foot on the edge of the iron tray where the charcoal stone lay, while the other foot dragged behind her hesitantly.
“Hurry up!” one of the soldiers shouted impatiently.
Gritting her teeth, Ashley stood on tiptoe and twirled around gracefully.
“Bravo!”
“Go on. Show us more ass!”
“Hurry up! Don’t try to make us feel sorry for you. You owe us for last night!”
The soldiers burst into laughter.
The deafening cheers all around me made me want to explode. I clenched my fists tightly. It took all of my willpower not to rush over and tear these fiends in werewolf clothing apart.
But fortunately, I didn’t have to.
“Enough. I don’t like this show. She can leave now.”
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