Chapter 41
Trigger warning: Non-consensual drug use, strong language, mind manipulation
“Where is my prisoner?” The lady’s voice demanded loudly.
No one answered.
“Valdin!”
“Yes, my lady?”
“Since your friend is also missing, I am going to assume that you know what is going on. There is nothing he does that you do *not* know about and more times than not, you are involved.” She knew she had assumed correctly when she saw his eye twitch, “So tell me, where is Raumel? And where is my prisoner?”
Valdin was conflicted. Raumel was his closest friend and confidant. He did not want to snitch and reveal what it was that he was up to. If he did snitch, he doubted that he would also be in trouble for being involved, since he knew that Raumel would take all the blame and not let him be involved in his schemes, even if he was. However, the one demanding answers was the Queen of demons and, as much as he really did *not* want Raumel to be punished by her, if she found him before he gave her the information, then it would be much worse.
“They are in the suite.”
“Follow me.”
She swung the door open to find Raumel about to climb in bed with the bound, obviously drugged prisoner.
“Raumel, I demand to know why you have brought my prisoner in here and have her bound and drugged?”
“I…Umm…well you see…I.”
“If you cannot speak the truth, then shut up. If you are going to do something stupid, at least come up with a good excuse before you do it, just in case you get caught.”
“That is good advice. I shall remember it in the future.”
“Good. Now, you and every guard know that every Saturday I come and visit and personally torture this woman. Could you not have waited till tomorrow to do this instead of interfering with my time?”
“I’m sorry, I will never…”
“Actually,” She said, interrupting him, “I do not give a shit what you do. You have my permission to do whatever it is that you and the rest of the guards want to do with her on any other day except on Saturdays, when I am scheduled to come. You can do whatever *after* I leave on those days. This is my time. Do we have an understanding?”
“Y-yes, of course, your majesty.”
They saw movement from the bed and realized that the prisoner was starting to wake up.
“I will not be here very long today. I will do what I need to, then you can both come back and continue. Now get out.”
Finally awake, the woman looked around and noticed she was in a room she did not recognize while tied to the bed. She saw the familiar backside of a woman close by.
“Raina, why am I tied to the bed?” The woman asked groggily.
“You're finally awake, I see.”
“Yes, I am. Now why am I tied up?”
“You know how your husband likes to get kinky.”
“No, actually I don’t.”
“Did not need to know that.”
“The truth this time. Why am I tied up, and why are you still in my body?”
“Alright, alright. The truth is, I stole your body, almost four hundred years ago and refuse to give it back. You are tied up because you keep going around telling people that you are the rightful queen and everyone thinks you have gone insane. You have been in jail for quite a while because you keep causing disturbances. Everyone knows that the queen has this face and not that one. They also know that the face you are wearing belongs to a farmer that was once close to the queen.”
“You BITCH, my husband and son will figure it out, and they will come for me.”
“Your husband has shared my bed for five hundred years. He knows where you are and has yet to set you free.” Raina smirked and continued, “If he had been sharing my bed for fifty years and did not figure it out, then he would be the dumbest demon in existence. But he does know, actually it was his idea.”
“What?”
“After my husband died, I found solace in your husband's bed one drunken night. Afterward, I never left. Twenty years later he overheard us talking about switching bodies so you could take a break from your duties as queen. He came to me that night, said that he knew about what we were doing and wanted us to continue doing so. He could not exactly divorce you since the people loved you, and he could not kill you without starting a war of sorts. So he came up with a plan to make a way for me to keep *your* body. That way, he gets to keep me and everyone thinks you are happily married ruling the demon realms by his side.”
“My son will find me.”
“Your son, along with mine, has not stepped foot in the palace for four hundred years. They cannot rescue you or know something is wrong if they never visit.”
“That makes no sense. I saw them two weeks ago.”
“Oh yeah, about that. I get bored and fuck with your memory every few weeks. You have been locked up for four hundred years, but I have fucked with your head so much that your brain does a reset every once in a while so I can start torturing you all over again.” Raina walked over to the door and let the guards back in and continued talking, “Now these young gentlemen have permission to torture you, fuck you, beat you, however they want to when I am not here. They are *not* allowed to kill you.”
“I am going to kill you when I get out of here!!!”
“Promises, promises.” Raina shut the door and left with a smile on her face.