Seven Princes_A Very Dirty Fairtytale

by Angela Blake

  So, all the women in all the land and the only one that has ever really sparked my interest was the one woman I couldn’t have, Bella. All the princess’ I had ever encountered always had a sense of entitlement and thought they were better than everyone else. Always rude and obnoxious with little regard for anyone else, but not Bella. She was the anti-princess in many ways; I got the feeling that she never really wanted the role. But I wanted her so badly.

  I always watched her as much as I could, observe her every movement. I saw the way that she talked to and treated the servants, always had time to give a smile and sometimes a little chat which no-one else did. I often saw her give glances and looks to this one servant, I always thought it was cute. They obviously had something going on, but only I seemed to know. I kept watching him this night and I could see the sadness in his eyes. I felt sad too, I wish things could have been different between me and Bella. Our fathers hated each other, which meant that we couldn’t ever speak for more than a few moments at the time. We always got on so well, but never had the chance to properly find out if anything was there. If I risked it and took her away, I risked starting a war. That wasn’t a burden I could carry.

  The servant that obviously had feelings for Bella came closer to me as he was doing a few jobs. “She’s a hell of a girl isn’t she?” I said, purposefully being vague about who I was talking about. He briefly looked up, before looking back down, almost in fear of being seen looking one of the guests in the eye. “I was talking to you” I jested, before repeating my original question.

  “Err . . . wha . . . sorry” came the reply. I felt sorry for him in that moment, he was clearly uncomfortable so I quit the games and was more direct. “Bella . . . she’s a hell of a woman, isn’t she?” I could see the look in his eye which told the truth, and then heard the lies that came out of his mouth. “I wouldn’t really know” he said, with words finally coming to his lips.

  “How long have you been friends?” I said, I looked at him with a knowing glace and with a wry smile that seemed to disarm the tension that he had.

  “Quite a few years” came the short reply, and he couldn’t help himself crack a little smile himself. “What’s your name?” I asked.

  “I’m Max”

  “Well listen here Max, I’ve seen the way Bella has looked at your for a long time. I bet one day you’ll find yourself a girl as special as her . . . I hope I do.” I said, trying to cheer him up. It seemed like he had not wanted to be there this whole night, it was obviously a difficult day for him seeing the girl he loved with another man. I was struggling too; I always had this romantic notion in my head that one day we’d find a way to be together. Silly thoughts, I needed to move on.

  Bella talked to me later in the night, and it was bittersweet. It was always lovely talking to her, except this time the dream had died. I kept wondering what this new man had done to deserve her, but there was no point dwelling on it too much. I knew he was a prince that her father would have been happy with, and thought that might have been it. The question was on the tip of the tongue, but I wanted to say it without directly asking.

  “Was he the best of a bad bunch?” I said, she knew what I was referring too.

  “Well, he seems like a lovely man” she replied, “But, you might be right”

  We both shared a pained smile in that moment, before we both agreed to end the conversation for fear of being caught talking to long. As soon as we did I raised my head and looked at her fiancé, he was staring straight back at me. I stared back for a while, but then gave a little smile, nod and raise of a glass in congratulations. He didn’t look too pleased; I was soon to leave anyway.

  Bella – The first night

  At the end of the night, I went back to speak to Josh. “Have you enjoyed flirting with everyone tonight?” he said accusingly, those streaks of jealousy coming through once again. His tone of voice took me back, as I wasn’t expecting him to be so annoyed with something I always did.

  I have to be sociable; it was a part of my role as a princess. Sometimes I liked it, other times I didn’t. He was cold with me and I thought his reaction was well over-the-top. I hoped in that moment that he wouldn’t be the controlling type, but the initial signs weren’t good. I’d already spent my whole life being controlled by my father, I wanted to break away from having my every step monitored, not for it to continue.

  We went up to my bedroom and hardly spoke on the way up. I had hoped what my first chance of walking into my room with a man like this would end up in me being able to have hot sex without fear of being caught, but Josh didn’t seem interested in that at all. In fact, he could barely even look at me. I wasn’t sure what his problem was, maybe he’d had a little to drink after all and wasn’t thinking straight, I couldn’t really tell.

  The first night in my bed with a new man was a cold and empty one, lay separately. This was meant to be our big celebration night, but instead there was very little to celebrate in that moment. We weren’t even arguing, there was just nothing. I rolled over and stared at where the entrance to the secret passage was, feeling melancholic about the times that Max would come through there and we’d have a night of fun together. I eventually fell asleep, wondering what the next day would bring.

  Josh – The apology

  I woke up the next day, next to my love, knowing I’d been an idiot. Bella was a fun girl, and her great personality in treating everyone the same and her flirty nature were some of the things that attracted me so much too her.

  I should have expected that things wouldn’t change with her being my fiancé, but I found myself getting increasingly angry throughout the night at her behaviour. Behaviour that I had no right to be angry about. I mean, it was only just the other day that me and me two brothers were fucking her so memorably, so I could hardly expect her to now become some sort of saint.

  Maybe this was all a mistake, a girl that gorgeous and pretty much every man in this kingdom would want to fuck her, but maybe I was a man that wouldn’t be able to cope with the type of girl that she was. Would I be constantly paranoid? Would I continue to get angry at little things? I wasn’t sure, but I also had doubts about whether I could keep her happy. She was fun, happy and full of life. I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to keep up, but I was going to try.

  I was the one she had chosen though. Out of all the men in all the land, it was me that she said yes too. I had to remind myself of that. Here lay next to me was an incredibly beautiful and charming girl, I needed to make the most of my chance, and I had gotten off to a bad start. I needed to put it right.

  She was soon to move over to my father’s castle and I knew it was going to be a big deal for her. I needed to make sure she stayed entertained and happy. And make sure that she wasn’t tempted to sleep with any other men. Or sleep with any of my brothers ever again. Argh! There I go again, with the paranoia. It was suffocating.

  I didn’t want to give her rules. I didn’t want to keep her supervised. I wanted to trust her. I knew that if I did the opposite of any of those things, that I’d easily lose her. She was a free spirit, but also a very strong woman who wouldn’t be too scared to make big decisions. She’d make a fine queen one day.

  When this beauty wakes up next to me, I’m going to make up for my actions and make sure that it doesn’t happen again. This was the first night that we had spent together. We hadn’t had sex and she had gone to sleep angry with me, not the greatest of starts. I needed to be better, or I’d lose her.

  Bella – A new life

  I woke up the next day expecting a bit of conflict from Josh, but instead he treated me to a smile and an apology. It was odd, but he seemed genuinely apologetic about the events of the previous night.

  I accepted his apology and was happy to move on. I had struggled to get to sleep and spent the night thinking about the likes of Max, and the rest of the times I had fun. The adventure and fun of sneaking away, or sneaking people into my room was now over. I was slightly
sad about that, it was always a rush.

  Here though, was a kind and strong man who I was sure could make me happy and keep me safe. I was happy to give it as much chance as possible and was excited about changing castles and starting my new life with Josh. Happy, but also melancholic at what I was leaving behind. My father and I had a very cold and unloving relationship, but I was still going to miss him. I was going to miss the place too; I knew this place like the back of my hand and had called it home my whole life. I was going to miss the people.

  Max was a loyal friend and a great fuck whenever I needed it. John was still imprisoned, and I still felt guilty about that. Everyone else would be missed too, but a new start would bring new friends and I was staying positive.

  I spent the morning packing my things and getting ready. Josh was overly helpful and still apologetic, he clearly felt as though he had a lot of making up to do for the way he had acted the night before. I wasn’t too bothered, as long as it didn’t keep happening. I hoped it didn’t, I was already having regrets about saying ‘yes’ to his proposal so quickly. I should have said that I needed more time.

  Then I remembered why I said ‘yes’, he seemed like the best of the potential suitors that I had, and that hadn’t changed. I suppose I was still wondering as to whether I should have settled for someone my father would approve of, or if I should have been brave and rejected the usual way things were meant to be done.

  If I did that though I’d be homeless and without a penny. There was no man out there that I loved that would be able to give me a home and keep me safe. It was too big of a risk, but maybe I should have waited. My mind was still full of conflict. Had I settled for second best just so I could have the easy life? Hopefully over time Josh could prove that he wasn’t second best. Hopefully he could prove himself as a man I genuinely wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Hopefully, I didn’t get too bored at the new castle. These were all things I was worried about, but there was not much point thinking about them now. I had made my decision was going to see it through, and give it my best shot. Despite my doubts, I was excited about my new life and optimistic I could make it work.

  All my possessions were packed into wagons, ready to be transported to my new home. I was ready to leave and had to say the grand goodbye to everyone in the castle. My father looked proud of me. I felt that a little bit strange considering I was leaving him, but we never had much of a relationship. My mother had passed when I was very young and I was pretty much raised by the servants at the castle. Some of those servants were the most difficult goodbye that I had to give; they felt like my real parents. For most of my life, my father was a stranger whose rules I had to fellow. I just got a special privilege and status, just because I happened to be his daughter. Far too often that felt like a curse, not a gift.

  I said goodbye to everyone, I couldn’t say a proper goodbye to Max which was tough. Not that it mattered too much; I wasn’t leaving for good and would be having regular visits to the castle so I’d be seeing him many more times. He was lined up with the rest of the servants to say goodbye and he looked as though he was desperately trying to keep it together. Josh was watching so there was not much of a goodbye that I could give. I turned around and headed towards my carriage. It felt like at that moment I was turning my back on my childhood and transforming from a girl into a woman.

  Maybe being away from my home and entering into this big new world would be the making of me, and make me a stronger person. The horses’ whip was cracked and the wheels of the carriage started turning. I was away, and there was no looking back. I looked across to Josh and smiled. It was a smile with a lot of worry behind it, but I tried my best not to show it.

  The castle wasn’t too far away, so it wasn’t going to be a long journey. The land was split into areas and each area was known as a kingdom. My father’s was quite large and had a number of villages around it, between the woods. Each kingdom had its own ruler and there was often tension between them. Everyone wanted a bigger kingdom and battles sometimes took place if relationships broke down, it was quite the life of politics sometimes. I always tried my best to not get involved.

  My father’s kingdom had three connected areas to his land. One was Josh’s father, the Sayneks, with whom we had a great relationship. Another was the forbidden Prince George’s father’s land, the Oxerods, with whom we had a difficult but sustainable relationship. The other was with a king who hated my father, the Gattzam, the border was controlled by guards and messengers on both sides. Tensions had been low for a while though. There was constant mistrust, but neither had much interest in trying to take control of the others castle.

  I reached the castle and my new home, and felt tired with the emotion of the day. There was no time to look tired however as the grand goodbye I had just had to go through was now changed to a grand welcome from all the inhabitants at the new castle. It was a meet and greet with everyone there, and I was hoping to make friends quickly. I greeted Josh’s father as well as his brothers once more. The two brothers greeted me with a blank expression and a formal greeting. I guessed they were under strict orders from their brother to quickly forget the events from the previous week. I wasn’t going to forget, however, it was a lot of fun.

  Once the formal introductions were done, I could finally get a bit of rest. Josh’s room had been transformed from a single man’s bachelor pad into a beautiful room fit for a royal couple. I had no complaints and immediately scoured the room looking at all the places and furniture that we could fuck on and all the things that we could use to make me cum. It was a nice thought process to have a mental break from the day. He was a big, strong handsome man and getting to have his cock in my pussy, and only his cock everyday was not going to be a problem at all.

  Bella – A whole new world

  A few weeks passed and I was settling into the surroundings and making friends with a few people. I had a free reign to go into the local villages as long as I had a guard with me. Freedom was something that you could never really have as a princess, but I respected that. There is always evil in the world and I was fully aware of that, a princess going out into the unprotected world on her own would be far too much of a risk. A personal bodyguard was needed, even if it could be a bit frustrating at times. Still, it was better than being stuck in the castle all day as I was before.

  My relationship with Josh was going well. I’d seen none of the jealousy that he had so obviously shown on our first night together and things were going well. The sex was good, if not a little boring. I kept on asking him to fuck me the way that I wanted and try different things, but he wasn’t very open to new ideas. It seemed to put him off sometimes how experienced I was, he obviously didn’t expect that on account of me being a locked away princess. But I knew what I wanted, and expected to get it. Josh was a work in progress though, and I was sure I’d be able to open him up. After all, I did get him to fuck me at the top of the mountain, which was very hot.

  Things were a little boring at times too. Josh was more likely to want to go out and hunt or play games with his brothers rather than spend time with me. Thankfully I was developing my own friends at the castle and was finding enough things to pass the time. Sometimes I was tempted to flirt with some of the men of the castle, but as much as I wanted to fuck around, I wasn’t going to cheat on Josh and I wasn’t going to put anyone else’s life in danger again like I did with John. I thought about him a lot and how he must have regretted that one night that he let his cock get the better of him.

  The wedding plans were in full swing and the ceremony was only a few weeks away. A lot of the events of the day were taken out of my hands, which was frustrating. With such occasions there comes a lot of formal royal procedures and protocols. The venue, procession and ceremony all had to be formal and there was little room for expression and individuality. My father, nor Josh’s, would allow for anything too extravagant. It got to a point where I wasn’t really looking forward to the day. I just felt like
a piece of chess on the board, just being used and manoeuvred at other peoples will.

  The boredom only intensified over time, at my father’s castle I could go anywhere and everywhere in the castle and enjoy my time between royal duties. I was given some tasks, and controlled a few aspects of castle life. Here, I still felt like a stranger and didn’t have any duties with which to keep busy. I was basically just the wife-to-be of Prince Josh and required to be there for him whenever he required. That wasn’t me, and wasn’t what I wanted from life. I was doing all I could, things would improve with Josh and then he’d slip into his old ways. I was getting increasingly frustrated with being away from the comfort zone of my old castle.

  I’d visit as often I could. The ride wasn’t too far, but far enough that I couldn’t go there all the time. I generally spent my time speaking with old friends and pottering around. I saw Max every so often and felt like I kept up my promise of never forgetting him. He was always happy to see me. He’d found a girlfriend in the form of another servant and he seemed happy enough. Maybe moving away was the best thing for him. It made me happy and a little bittersweet. I loved the attention that he used to give me, more attention than I was currently receiving from my husband-to-be.

  A month passed and the wedding was getting ever closer. Things had improved somewhat and I was feeling more optimistic about the future. My constant moaning and pestering about the wedding meant I was able to bring a bit more individuality to the proceedings. Josh was spending a bit more time with me and we were getting on quite well. Having fun was still a bit of an issue. Getting him to do anything more than fuck me in the missionary position in the bedroom was a struggle. I had thought after the first two times we fucked that he’d be open to a lot more ideas, but I did question whether he’d be able to satisfy my needs for the rest of my life. I didn’t want to be a lazy royal who would to anything at the king’s command. I had a thirst for a lot more than life. During times it felt as though I was getting less sex than when I was single and locked away in my room.