Captive Princess of Siarzdaa

She lay on the ground slowly gasping to catch her breath as she was finally allowed a moment of rest. She had been running for what seemed like days now, never allowing herself a moment to sit or even see where she was being taken. She knew that if she slowed down or dared to look behind her she'd be dead. Up ahead she could see a small hut and inside was a man. He looked at her with eyes of rage and disgust, his face twisted in an expression of pure hatred and loathing.

She had heard stories of this place from her father's men. They told her that no one is safe here, that once you enter Sodomite territory you can never leave. All laws are abandoned here and all women are considered property for these terrible people to do with as they wish. There are no exceptions, not even for royalty. Her father's soldiers always carried with them an image of the king himself which he had commissioned for all the men when she was born. It showed the king with his new-born daughter in his arms, both of them smiling warmly at whoever cared to look at it. The first time any soldier saw this image their hand would immediately move to their chest to touch the symbol there which they wore around their neck. This was the royal seal, representing her family's house and sat upon a chain which represented her own birthright: princess of Siarzdaa.

The woman reached forward with shaking hands and picked up the small carved box that was lying next to the man who owned this place. She knew what it meant when they found it on her and took it away from her. This box belonged to her mother before she died giving birth to her younger sister, but most importantly it held within it something very special; the royal seal of Siarzdaa given directly by King Hyrun himself, passed down from mother to daughter for generations and only ever worn outside of their homeland by those who were travelling out into foreign lands such as this one. If you weren't a princess or queen then you weren't meant to have one of these seals and so when one is found their owner usually ends up dead because of it, but sometimes they're not killed and instead taken back to this hut where they're then sold off into slavery with everyone else who enters Sodomite land without a royal seal themselves.

She began to sob softly as she opened up the lid of the box revealing its contents: a few strands of golden hair which had been carefully preserved since birth, some letters written by King Hyrun himself describing how much he loved his daughters and how proud he was of them both, but most importantly there lay pressed inside between two pieces of red velvet an ornate crown made in the shape of a flower - the symbol of Siarzdaa - along with a letter from King Hyrun himself declaring that she was now officially his heir: Princess Vera Zaladynova, daughter of King Hyrun Zaladynov IV and heir apparent to Siarzdaa after him.

She looked up at the man looking down on her holding onto this last connection she still had with home and knew right then that whatever happened now she'd die here in this filthy hut in this awful place filled with evil people who did nothing but hurt others just because they could do so without fear of any punishment or repercussions whatsoever, but then again at least she wouldn't die alone - locked up somewhere deep underground while they worked out how best to sell her off into slavery or worse still if they simply decided that killing her would be easier than anything else considering she was royalty after all - like so many other young women before her have ended up doing over time because no one wanted to take responsibility for what went on here...