Isa's eyes grew wide as she felt the tip of the blade against her throat. She gulped, lifting her chin, trying to back away, but he kept coming closer. "A-a-alright! Alright..." she finally caved, letting out a breath when he let go of the sword.<br/><br/>As sick as she felt in her stomach, she had no choice. Either he would kill her, or force himself upon her. She reached up and started unbuttoning the front of her dress, allowing her perky breasts some air as the fabric slipped down her frame, leaving her slip and underwear. The reason she was hesitant to have such a thing happen to her was, when she went back to her kingdom, if she were to just randomly have a child, people would question her. A princess shouldn't be sleeping around, obviously! Plus, what would her brother say?<br/><br/>Even if she was allowed to have a random child, would she even survive? In that day and age, doctors were few, and it was a possibility that the mother would die while giving birth. Isa didn't want to die for having this man's child!<br/><br/>Next came the slip, leaving her in her underwear, with no bra. She shivered, hugging herself tight. What happened now? Suddenly, a familiar voice made her eyes grow wide. "Oh god..."