Ward of the throne

[Nightblood]

Alexa Westros, Queen of the Kingdom Terress Sighed as she called the caravan to a halt. She knew her soldiers were tired and even the horses looked ready for a rest.


"We will make camp here and be in the fishing village, Plummate by noon tomorrow. All of us could use food and rest." She announced, earning wide eyed looks.

"But Ma'am...The bandits have been seen...."

One man, a knight called Gwen began, earning a smirk.

"You forget that we have one hundred men and women, all trained to fight on a seconds notice. We will be fine friend."

With that, as dusk settled around them the group broke formation and began to set up camp.

[Selkie]

Lurking through the forest that traced the entirety of the path, was one of such nefarious groups of bandits and brigands. As was their occupation, earning coin and taking goods by force through means of threats and violence. Amongst this band, was the fourteen year old who'd long since been branded with the name of Bria.

This bunch of bandits had long-since been following the Queen's caravan, by mere chance was it that a scout caught whiff. Naturally, as most were, the bandit leader had found with overwhelming amount of guards, there was no way that they'd even possibly get close enough to wipe them out and take the goods. As such, they'd returned to their camp, all of them but the teenager.

Dawned in a thin leather tunic with an even thinner cloth beneath as to be worn as a shirt which stopped moments before her stomach and trousers that had been ripped at the knees and shins. A brown yet almost auburn-in-color set of hair pooling down to her lower back. Several pouches adorned in various areas.

She had taken it upon herself to split from the fiends, sure to return soon enough. Bria lacked parents, and held no connection strong enough for those she worked with to realize her absence. She was slow, creeping along the outskirts of the camp while scouting for the supply of wares. It had taken her a while, and with the cover of night she was concealed, slinking into what she assumed to be where the goods were stored.

[Nightblood]

What she didn't expect was that the queen, as well as her most trusted guard, a woman named Lyra sat inside the biggest tent, the one she had assumed to be storage. In an instant they were both to their feet, Lyra grabbing the girl and forcing her onto her knees.

"Disarm her and bring her here. She is but a girl. We shall hear her out." Alexa called, her voice full of authority though she was dressed in a quiet normal evening gown.

[Selkie]

Mentally kicking herself for not being smarter than that, truly, she'd been taught how to check a tent or a room before entering.. and yet, she just made the most amaetuer mistake there was when it came to thievery and banditry alike; getting caught, literally. Bria had tried to resist, but inevitably she was forced to her knees, even with her attempts at getting away, Lyra was quite the strength filled woman.

"Ah!" She blurted once her exposed knees got pushed into the graveled ground. The teen carried only a small dagger, certainly not thick enough to go through anything but the weakest of leathers or hides. "Let me go!", her tone was snarled and angry, strangely, she felt more anger towards herself than her 'captors'.

[Nightblood]

"What is a young girl like you doing out this late? Plus, why are you here? You tell us now and maybe we'll go easy on you." The Queen stated, though she had no desire to harm a child.

By looking at her she knew this girl was a thief and hadn't hade a proper, well anything in days if not weeks. The queen felt for the girl, though stealing was a very serious offence, though she would not have a child hanged for it.

"We know you're a part of the bandits from your attire. Now speak true girl or I'll give you a reason to speak."

Lyra stated, trying to frighten the girl into talking though she, like her commander had a sense of compassion,

[Selkie]

Bria couldn't help but emit a growl twisted into that of a soundly laugh, one filled to the brim with anger and frustration. The natural instinct to be defensive pretty much overwhelmed all of her other senses. "For being royalty, you sure are pretty stupid.", Clearly the teen wasn't aware of the situation and predicament she was in, or if she did, she clearly wasn't thinking straight. Of course, she had no idea that either of the two would take such leniency upon her..

"If you know I'm a bandit-" Bria was speaking rashly, never would she admit to banditry, simply for the fact that she knew the punishment for such, "- Then you know the others will be here at any time.". That wasn't true at all of course, not a single soul knew she was there, and it was even more unlikely that any of them particularly cared.

It was obvious she was losing her braveness, between Lyra's firmness and strength, to the queen.. being a queen, it was getting challenging to maintain her overly confident attitude.

[Nightblood]

"There are a hundred of us and there are what? Twenty of them at best?"

Alexa retorted, sighing a bit as she stood before the girl

"Girl, If I were in your boots right now I'd tell the complete truth and omit nothing." Lyra instructed, she had compassion but she did not have a lot of paitence when she was tired.

"You admit to be a thief and you are a very young girl and not only did you attempt to rob a caravan but that of royalty. Your life became nothing when you decided to do so however I have a very different punishment in mind. Lyra, make sure she has no weapons and then bring her to me. Then go tell the others to keep an eye out, that the raiders sends children to do an adults job."


Alexa stated, still stern but not too threatening.

"You could hang for this had I been cruel. But you're a child and thus, I shall treat you like one."

Lyra made short work of stripping the girl of any sort of weapon or item that she did not need and took her to the queen, who quickly took hold of the girl in a strong grip.

"How old are you and who is your parents?"

She questioned still stern while Lyra left

[Selkie]

The girl scowled, the fact that Alexa had been right had pushed her frustration to the point of no return.. except there was nothing she could to about it. Being in Lyra's grasp an all. It was much sooner than she'd have liked when her dagger was removed, only to be swapped from one woman to the other. Having nearly fallen and tripped when she was pulled to her feet before hand.

"Then just do it all r-" Her voice was cut short, in part by Lyra who'd removed her dagger, but also by the sudden and rather irritating question. "Go to hell.", her voice was quieter and frailer than she'd intended. Bria's will to argue was slowly being picked at, piece by piece it was vanishing.

The queen only made it worse by speaking sternly, for some reason, Bria found it incredibly annoying. To be scolded like a child - despite being one, it brought no happiness, no relief, simply irritation.

[Nightblood]

Alexa wasted no time with quickly tugging the girl over to a stack of cushions that had been serving as a makeshift sofa before sitting and forcing the girl over her lap,

"Alright girl, you've made it worse on yourself."

She stated sternly before begining to spank the girl's covered rear. she followed no real pattern but tested to see how the girl handled swats of different strength and at what location on her bottom. After covering her bottom and thieghs in the careful swats she paused and tugged the girl's britches down.

"We would be done had you not smarted off. Now tell me, why are you being punished.Remember, any more cheek from you and I'll use more than my palm." She warned, noting that the flesh was just starting to turn a deep pink.

[Selkie]

"Wh-what are you doing!?" Bria's voice betrayed everything she tried to portray, it was one of panic and worry. Before she had a chance to grasp onto the knowledge of what was about to happen, she'd been bent over the queen's lap, all the while trying to push herself free. Not that she was able to by any means.

"Ow! Stop!" The teen's voice came muffled, the sudden sharp sting that seemed to constantly variate forced a negative, or possibly, positive, reaction from the girl. She was making an attempt to stand but the constant swats seemed to drain any sense of fight she had left. It didn't take much for her, as she had little in the way of tolerance. By the point and her trousers were pulled down, Bria was crying, albeit softly. Though each time her thighs were targeted her voice came out in a sharp yelp, and soon, it started occurring upon each of the swats.

Her face matched the hue of her rear, one thing that wasn't something so common as to find, was clothing. As such there was nothing in the way of garments, in turn, it left her bare and embarrassed. Despite the discomfort, she wasn't going to submit, especially not after what had just happened.. after her bottom and thighs were treated in such a manner. Bria's eyes had been spilling water, the burn she felt was the worst, despite having felt the pointy end of a blade.

"You can't!" The fourteen year old's voice came out quietly, muffled by the groaning and whining she was emitting. She didn't realize how pathetic her attempts at getting to stop this were. Although her body continued to writhe wildly as she continued to try and get herself free.