Slave to the Empire (Historical Erotic Romance Novella Book 1) by Lilly Fey Read Free Book Online

right?” Lucilla could feel herself getting more angry and heated by the second. 
    He turned his head and looked at her and responded, “The Empire.”
    This made Lucilla silent for only a little bit, but she then asked with a quiet voice, “I just don’t understand.  He is the Emperor, why does he need a Captain of the Roman Empire to abduct women for his pleasure? Aren’t there hundreds of beautiful women throwing themselves at him every day?”
    The Captain had no answer for her.  He continued to walk down the great hallway. She still had more questions running through her head.  What would happen to her after she met with the Emperor? Would she be allowed to go home? What of her mother? Where was she?
    Before she had a chance to assault him with more questions, he abruptly stopped in front of a very plain and unassuming door.  He proceeded to unlock it and walked in.  Lucilla paused and looked to the other guards as they pushed her to move forward into the room.  One guard followed her in while the other remained outside.
    The room was dimly lit and decorated sparsely to say the least.  It wasn’t until after the Captain lit an additional lantern in the room that she noticed the table in the middle of the room.
    “What is that doing there?” Lucilla demanded.  Sitting in the middle of the room was a table very similar to the one that the sisters used on her during her “grooming and inspection”.   What was she doing in this room with that table? Was she not going to meet the Emperor now so that he could have his pleasure with her? Where was the bed? She was expecting…more.
    The Captain looked at the table absently and replied, “I thought you would know what that is.  I thought the sisters prepared you?”
    Lucilla fidgeted nervously and responded, “Well, I ’m familiar with it, but I was under the impression that it was only used for…grooming purposes.”
    “Well, I can’t speak of its grooming purposes, but I do know that the Emperor prefers this table…to more conventional means.”
    “You mean, like a bed?” Lucilla asked sharply.
    The Captain smiled and bowed in response. Lucilla found herself wanting to punch him in the nose again.
    Their conversation was interrupted when the guard from outside the door stepped in.
    “Caesar is on his way and will be here shortly,” he announced.
    The Captain’s smile instantly disappeared and his face went back to stone.  The Captain nodded his acknowledgement and ordered the guard to go back outside to stand guard.
    He then turned Lucilla and almost whispered, “You will need to lay down on the table now.”
    Lucilla felt her insides tighten with fear.  She could feel herself panicking as her heart felt like it was trying to pound out of her chest.  Lucilla looked around desperately, almost trying to find an escape perhaps.  She knew she had no chance of escaping, but her instinct was to run.
    “Lucilla, come lay down on the table…please ,” the Captain said formally, but not coldly.
    Walking painfully slow towards the table, Lucilla asked, “How…do you know my name?”
    For an instant the Captain’s piercing blue eyes softened, “I heard the sister call you by your name.”
    Lucilla nodded her head absently.  She reached the table and nervously sat on its edge. 
    “You’ll need to lie back.  The Emperor does not like delays and requires that everything is…situated upon his arrival.”
    She swallowed and processed this information.  This was not what she imagined at all.  She had assumed that she would be going to the Emperor’s suite or at least one of his rooms that he used for …entertainment.  She thought there would be a bed at least!
    Lucilla looked at the Captain and nodded quietly.  Looking straight at the ceiling, she lowered herself onto the table.  She then carefully adjusted the sheer robe so that the front was closed.  She glanced briefly at the other guard and found him looking intently at her body,