EATER OF SOULS
Chapter Ten Rose waited impatiently by the cell door, straining her face against it, trying to see if she could get a glimpse of anyone coming towards them. She kept her eyes purposefully away from the Doctor. She could feel his eyes on her back, and she knew if she looked into his eyes, she would lose all the courage she had been building up. She swallowed hard when she saw the guard and Amenemhet coming towards her. Now or never… Amenemhet walked up to the cell door and stared at Rose with an amused grin on his face. “You wish to see me?” he asked. “Yeah, I’ve been thinking about what you said earlier. About being your concubine. I…” She paused when she heard the Doctor shudder behind her. She steeled herself. “I want to take you up on your offer,” she finished. Amenemhet studied her face, as Rose tried to look convincing. He glanced over at the Doctor and saw the look of hatred on his face. He looked back to Rose. “What about your lover?” he asked, gesturing to the Doctor. Rose forced herself to shrug and adopt a nonchalant attitude. “I’m done with him. He’s useless,” she said, trying to keep her voice steady. “He isn’t strong enough to protect me. He’s just lying there like a little girl.” She steeled herself while she tried to lie convincingly. She hated the things that were coming out of her mouth. She knew it was hurting the Doctor to hear it. “Anyway,” she said. “I don’t want to stay in this cold, dark cell anymore. I want to be in a nice, warm bed with a real man.” Amenemhet folded his arms over his chest while he searched her face. Rose tried to keep her face as impassive as she could, while all the while wishing she was back in the TARDIS at her Doctor’s side while they traveled to Frigidaria. She knew if he wasn’t so incapacitated by his injuries, he would be up by her side preventing her from doing this. Amenemhet regarded her for a moment. He looked back at the guard. “Watch my back,” he said to him.” I want to try something.” The guard nodded. He stepped up behind Amenemhet, as he took his keys and unlocked the door. As the guard raised his spear, he slipped inside the door and put his hands on Rose’s shoulder. “What…what are you doing?” Rose asked, confused. Amenemhet smirked. “A little test, my dear. To see if you’re really serious about wanting to be with me,” he said. Suddenly, before Rose could act, Amenemhet pulled her to him and mashed his lips down onto hers. Rose heard the Doctor let out an angry gasp, as Rose tried to keep calm and fight the urge to pull away and run to the Doctor’s side. Fighting the revulsion in her stomach, she forced herself to kiss him back. “Oh, Rose,” she heard the Doctor moan softly. Rose felt uneasy. Suddenly, her confidence began to fade, as she wondered if her plan would backfire on her, and she really would end up being raped by Amenemhet. She closed her eyes trying not to think what that would do to the Doctor if that happened. Amenemhet pulled back and stared at Rose. Rose kept her face as impassive as she could. Her eyes widened when he took his hand, put it up under her shirt, and began to feel her breast. Rose heard the Doctor let out an angry growl, and she knew that the only reason Amenemhet was still breathing was that the Doctor was too injured to move. “You aren’t pulling away from my touch,” Amenemhet observed. Rose nodded. “I told you. I want a real man.” It pained her to say that. If there was a real man in the room, it was the one lying injured behind her. Amenemhet regarded her silently for a moment while Rose held her breath. Finally, he nodded. “Very well,” he said. “If you want a nice warm bed, I will certainly oblige you.” He looked past her to the Doctor. Rose kept her eyes on Amenemhet and watched while he gave the Doctor a triumphant smirk. She could only imagine the kind of expression the Doctor was giving back to him. Amenemhet turned to the guard. “Take her to my room and make her comfortable. I’ll be there soon,” he said to him. The guard nodded. As Amenemhet gave him some additional instructions, Rose took the opportunity to look back at the Doctor. She saw him staring at Amenemhet with hate and disgust. The moment he caught sight of Rose looking, however, the rage faded away, and he stared at her with love in his eyes. He smiled at her. “Be careful,” he mouthed. “I will,” she mouthed back. She turned back around, as Amenemhet finished his instructions. “Go with him. He’ll take you to my quarters,” Amenemhet said, gesturing to the guard. Rose nodded. Steeling herself, she walked past Amenemhet and stopped beside the guard. The guard took her by the arm and turning, he escorted her down the hall. Amenemhet waited at the door until they were out of sight, then with a smug grin, he turned, walked further into the cell, and closed the door behind him. The Doctor eyed him warily, as he walked up to him and bent down. “I trust your wounds are healing,” he said, in a sickeningly sweet voice. The Doctor said nothing. He smirked. “I don’t believe her lies for a moment,” he said. The Doctor’s eyes widened. Amenemhet chuckled. “After all that happened between you today; I hardly think she would turn away from you that quickly.” He allowed himself a smug grin. “Although, I admit, I am far better than you are.” The Doctor snorted softly. “I don’t know what your beloved has in mind, but I’m pretty sure she’s trying an escape plan.” He reached down, grabbed the Doctor’s face, and forced him to look into his eyes. “That’s it, isn’t it? She’s going to wait till I get into bed with her, and she’ll probably knock me out, or kill me, and take my keys, and rescue you. Well, I’m afraid she’s in for a big surprise when she finds herself naked, and bound, and completely at my mercy.” He chuckled when he saw the rage in the Doctor’s eyes. “What? Do you think you and your lover are the first to try something like this? I didn’t get to be captain of the guard by being an inattentive fool.” He smirked. “At this very moment, your lover is walking into a trap, and I’m afraid it’s going to end very badly for her.” He paused for a moment. “I’m not sure yet if I’ll torture and kill her. I may just enslave her and make her my concubine for the rest of her life.” “Leave her alone.” Amenemhet smirked. “Oh, but I can’t. How can I refuse someone when she comes so willingly to my bedroom? No, I’m going to enjoy taking my time with her. I’ll even get her to make love to me, since I know she can’t refuse me without revealing the little ruse.” He chuckled when he saw the pained look on the Doctor’s face. “Don’t feel bad. If you’re a good boy, I may let you watch,” he said. “And if you’re a really good boy, I may even let you have a turn after I’m done with her.” He stood up and jumped back when the Doctor tried to grab at him. He laughed, as he backed up towards the door. “Well, I’d love to stay here and chat some more but I have someone waiting for me in my bedroom, and I’m just eager to get my hands on her.” He looked from the Doctor over to Ahmose and back. “Have a good evening, and enjoy your stay in here.” Chortling, he unlocked the door and quickly went out, as the Doctor struggled to get to his feet. Shutting the door and locking it, he gave the Doctor one last triumphant look before he walked off down the hall whistling. The Doctor closed his eyes, as his head slumped to the ground. What had he done? Rose was in danger, and it was his fault. He knew if something happened to her, he would never forgive himself. Closing his eyes, he murmured a prayer that Rose would be able to realize what was going on and escape from him before it was too late.
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