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    But…I’m Your Father’s Slave (Prince Love story)
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    Name: Nina Hernandez Age: 15 Birth: October 31 Height: 5’2” Weight: 96lbs Occupation: Slave (and other things later on) Relatives: The king had sentenced them to death, he spared my life. Personality: Usually quiet, no emotions in my eyes, and other times I’m usually sarcastic, I joke around, and happy Weapon: Tell later on Likes: Singing, watching moon, and milk Dislikes: Perverts, bugs, and stupid people Looks: Hazel eyes, short brown hair, hourglass figure withal the right parts and curves. (Dog ears and a tail) Clothes: Always wears a cat and or dog collar (king always has me on a leash) that is what I’m going to wear in the beginning. (Old clothing)




    Name: Matt Cruz
    The King



    Name: Max Cruz Age: 15 Birth: December 25 Height: 6’0” Weight: 120lbs Occupation: Prince Relatives: King Personality: Cocky, sarcastic, happy, a bit of a pervert Weapon: Sword Likes: Fighting, revealing 6-pack (or 8-pack) and joking around Dislikes: Girly-girls, the whole arrange marriage rule, and losing Looks: Red spiked (somewhat) hair, light brown eyes, as you know an awesome body! Clothes: Those clothes are going to be for the beginning.





    And this is where it starts
    But…I’m Your Father’s Slave (Prince Love story) Chapter 1
    Meeting the Prince for the First Time
    The King, Matt, ordered me to dress up like a joker to please his son. I changed into this (A Joker's costume..for girls) Once I got out of the restroom the King put the leash on me again, he pulled hard on the leash when I just stood there, I grunted and started walking. When we made it to the throne the King sat on his chair and made me sit on the armlet of his tall red throne chair. I have never seen his son, because he’s always away doing something royal, apparently his mother has died from illness when he was ten…but it’s nothing like my families death…I HAD to watch their deaths. I was sitting there emotionless, until the King pulled the leash so my head moved towards his, I slightly turned my head “Yes?” I asked not meeting his eyes. “When the Prince walks through that door…you know what to do, right?” His voice gave me a chill. I nodded my head and sat in silence again. I was getting sleepy, my eyes were slowly closing, my head bobbed back and forth. That is until the throne door was slammed open, waking me up, I looked up but only to be thrown! I was then yanked back because the King yanked on my leash right when I landed. I was choking, coughing as I choked; I held my neck with my left hand trying to loosen the collar. I kneeled down to the prince. I glanced a up at him this is was he wore (Soul Calibur 3 Yung-Seong white clothing) He than kneeled down in front of me “So…you’re the slave that my dad talks about.” He stood up then extended his right hand down to me, I looked at his hand but turned away from it, once I did the King pulled on my leash to stand up. I gasped for air; I then held my neck with both my hands trying to loosen the collar. “Dad! You’re going to kill her.” The son kneeled down in front of me again, he hands were moving towards my neck, when his hands were close to my neck my eyes widened and slapped his hands away. “Stay away from me! You monster!” I yelled as tears went down my face. The son’s eyes widened *Did my father...do something to her?* He thought. The King pulled harder on the leash, I yelped making the son come back to reality. “Max, my son, this worthless slave is going to show you something…that we’ve been working on.” The Kings smiled. I slowly get up, trembling as I did, the son named Max saw me trembling. I inhaled and exhaled out of my mouth, then looked at the King and nodded. The King threw some bouncy balls at me, I caught them and started juggling, I stood on both hand and juggled with my feet (if possible) and did other tricks you could imagine while juggling. My arms started to sting and throbbing, I dropped everything and fell to my knees holding myself like if I were cold. “Can I go to my room…please?” I asked glancing up at the King. The Kings glared at me, and then held his hand getting ready to slap me; I closed my eyes tightly getting ready for the slap. But to my surprise it never came. I opened my left eye to locate Max holding his father’s arm “Can’t you see she’s already…heartbreaking.” He mumbled and let go of his father’s arm. The King glared at his son, pulled on my leash, making me stand up. We walked to my room in silence. When we make it to my room the King ordered “Change to your regular slave clothes. And you will NOT have any dinner” And left the room. I could care less about the food; I slumped onto the hard, cold mattress. The springs of the mattress were broken and there were holes everywhere. I sighed and rolled off the mattress onto the cold floor. I kept my eyes open as I thought about my life. *Why did the King spare my life? Why couldn’t I just die so I wouldn’t feel lonely? And why does he pull my around like I’m a dog of some sort?* I asked myself as I touched my dog ears, which were shedding and the left right ear was broken, then I touched my tail wincing as I did because the King had stepped on or you could say stomped on it and broke it. *Now I know about the dog part…but the other questions are still unknown.* I thought to myself. I was thinking so much I didn’t even notice someone coming in! I felt something on my shoulder, I gasped shrugging whatever it was off, I quickly turn around to find…the Prince Max sitting on the mattress and looking at me. “What do you want?” My voice was shaking. “How long have you been my father’s slave?” He asked getting up. “Umm…ever since I was five…which was like ten years ago.” I explained. “You’re not supposed to be in here.” I added standing up as well and walked over to the door and opened it. “I’m not leaving just yet…I have more questions to ask.” Max crossed his arms; I sighed and closed the door. I nodded my head to tell him to go on “What’s your name?” I was shocked when he asked for my name…because no one in the castle EVER asked my name. “I-It’s Nina Heartnet.” I shuddered. “Nice to meet you, Nina, I’m Max the King’s son…but I’m guessing you already knew that.” Max said walking a little closer to me, I backed up a little. “How did you get those ears and the tail? And what happened to them?” Max asked squinting at me. “I-I was bored with them…my mother had ears and a tail…I must’ve inherited them or something.” I shrugged “My right ear is broken…same with my tail.” I said looking down as I rubbed my arms. “Did my father break them?” Max asked stepping forward; again I stepped back “Yes…” Tears started falling down my face. “Do you want to be free?” I raised an eyebrow at Max “What do you think?” I slightly glared at him. Max sighed…”I’m going to talk to my father check if he would let you free…one more question…Did you ever go outside to exercise?” Max asked getting near the door, I had moved to the side of the door. “You’re father…I mean the King has me on a leash, and I have to go wherever he goes…so what do you think?” I asked crossing my arms and slouched. “I’m guessing it’s a no…don’t slouch, it’s not healthy.” He commented. “Ha! I haven’t had a healthy life all my life…and now you expect me to be healthy.” I sat down sitting on my knees.