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Like our father, we were excited and put to ease by the affair being over, but that was short lived. Father was screaming in pain while saying no other person was down there. Men in different uniforms from our own kingdoms flooded the wine cellar, surrounding us, pushing us out, and looting some of our wines. Our father was on the ground still alive, but bleeding and in pain. The person whom seemed to have headed this excursion was talking about how my father had dirtied his sword, laughing. When he saw he had lied, he kicked him once, flinging profanities, then focused his attention on us. He told us of how well known our wines were, of how many of our wines had been given to their kingdom as present and so on. He also spoke of how lucky we were that their kingdom was willing to hire us and not kill us.
My father choked out some things to the guy before he was knocked out and then carried away. Mother tried to go to him, but she was pushed back. However many people were there, I know not for they were all moving like ants, carrying our wines and barrels out and probably into some cart. At one point my arm was grabbed, being asked for as a spoil of war. Upon this, my mother went crazy, attacking the man in question until she was slapped to the ground, and my brother was crying uncontrollably. One of the men got annoyed by this and picked him up shaking him and yelling at him. He was about to throw my brother when I slipped out of the other guy's grasp, yanked my brother away and kicked him in a place that sent him to the ground. The men around him laughed, getting him angry. He was about to hit me when---
There was a mumbling recognition up above, someone saying his holiness was here. Apparently it was a prince of the other kingdom. We werre dragged from the house, mother was carried and put in the cart, and my brother was taken from my grasp and also placed in there. Our wine was in many carts ready to go, and I was right in front of the prince on his horse. I was angry, no, I was more than angry, I was furious. I would have done many things if two soldiers hadn't taken hold of me, and that idiot colonel hadn't started babbling to him.
After their conference, it would seem. A physician was called over to take care of my family, and the prince came off his horse to stand right in front of me. The colonel spoke of bowing or curtsying or lowering your head to someone like him, but I said that someone like him doesn't deserve such respect. I looked up at him right in the eye I stared, glaring openly. He gave a kind of laugh at such a thought, and took a wineskin from his pouch which he downed. In on swift movement, he kissed me, pouring whatever liquid he had in his mouth into mine, flooding down my throat. My head dampened and the last I heard was of a unique spoil, and my hands being thrust behind me.
Some hours later, I woke in a large carriage, much surprised. It was large and luxurious, and unexpected. I looked around to find myself being stared at openly. The prince himself, with his wine glass, probably filled with my family's wine, to his lips, a hnt of a smile playing over them. I moved, finding myself tied. I smiled at the idea of them thinking something this easy could hold me, I often played games like this for fun. I began manuveuring myself around, figuring this and that out about how I was tied. The prince obviously found this interesting, for he put his chalice down, bending over slightly to rest his elbows on his knees, his hands cupping his face, and a smile touching his lips once more. I, on the other hand had succeeded in getting my hands from behind my back to my front and was now working on the knots successfully. Once done with those, I undid the rest of them with ease, tossing them with a smirk just to the left of his holiness, whom clapped at my daring feat. He told me of how fun it was to watch me, and how surprising it is that I don't seem scared. He spoke of how he hadn't met a girl of my calibur before, and how even more interested he was in me now.