The new Rule

18 years later-

A scene in the countryside took in everyone's attention. As a group of royal officers circled an old lady and her young daughter.. Staring at the women pleading at their feet without any emotion.

" ahh please! forgive us! we will pay you the taxes- ahhhh"

The old lady couldn't complete as a whip strikes her back. Making her fall down with a scream.

" Momma!!"

His granddaughter rushed to her. And before the officer could swing the whip again. She covers her grandmother's back with hers. Protecting her.

Making the guard to stop. Looking at the you g girl in boredom.

" Move aside little girl. Don't you know what happens to those who don't pay taxes?"

" They are locked in dungeons! Consider yourself lucky that I am settling the dues with just few whips. "

The little girl of barely 16 turns around. Tears streaming down her blue eyes. Holding onto the officers leg, she literally pleads.

" Pl- lease my grandma is sick...she couldn't work this month. Give us time.... please..."

" Ahh you filth! How dare you touch me! shoo ahhh damn it!"

The guard kicks the girl making her fall back. Her knee scraping in the process.Looking at her in disgust he takes out a handkerchief from his pant pockets to clean himself.

While the grandmother rushes to her grand child. Who ignored the old ladies concern to get up. Seeing red. The little girls eyes burning in fury.

And next what happened made the crowd to literally gasp in shock.

" You are bastards! How can you consider yourself men! We people work for ourselves yet we still pay you taxes which is half of our income!"

" You should worship us! We are the reason you get your salary! Bloody scavengers!"

The girl is grabbed roughly from her hair by the guards and made to knees in front of the leader. Her eyes refusing to lower.

" How dare you talk to us like that bitch!"

The head guard seethes at her and she doesn't stop. Hunger and adversity has made her strong. She was not scared of anything.

" I will dare again asshole! I fu-"

She couldn't complete as the man smacks her hard. Leaving fingerprints on her pale face. Blood drops from the corner of her lip.

And she smirks. Her innocent eyes turning murderous.

Spitting the blood in her mouth at the guards face. A deadly silence follows.

No one dares to raise their voice at the royal men. And here the girl was being audacious enough to do this. It was then they knew the fate of the girl was decided.

A brutal torturous death.

No hearings in court. No opposition. No warrant. Just a murder in name of discipline of innocents.

" Give the whip. Now!"

The head guard roars at his men. Taking the whip in his hand. Twisting it around his knuckles. A sadistic smirk on his lips. As he approaches her held form.

The girls body quiver. But her eyes. They remain determined. No fear evident in them.

" Ahh take it!"

The whip slashed the air to hit the girls front.Tge sound enough to make few lower their eyes as the slash tears her clothes to scar her chest. She thrashes but the guards keep her in place. Holding her arms tightly.

" No!!! Leave her please! I beg your pardon! She is too young for this .. Please!!"

The old lady begs. Folding her hands and the head guard enjoys the inflation of his balloon of ego more. Rolling his eyes at the old lady. He nods at the guards the pull back the women.

Hating distraction from his man subject for the day.

" Too young huh?Not that now I look at her face... beautiful indeed . I think her fierceness will be considered desirable somewhere else. "

The guard smirks. Lowering his eyes to scan her body. Seeing her skin visible through the cut of the whip in front.

Everyone understood what he was suggesting. And the girl felt fear for the first time.

" You...you won't!"

" Aww scared now ?"

The guard smirks seeing the girl thrash. She feels helpless. Tears of frustration building up in her eyes. Her little stretch no match to the two bulky men holding her.

Crouching down to her level the head guard lowly whispers to her. His eyes still fixed at his torn dress.

" Another whip and I can assure you. You will have no choice but to be just what I suggested"

" After all who will be willing to be with a girl who has been publicly stripped and displayed?"

" N-o!"

The man enjoys this. Getting up to lift the whip in the air. And the girl closes her eyes. Ready to die rather than this. Anything would be better than this.

But the whip never came.

The neighing sound of a horse. Echoes around as a huge white horse stops between the guard and the girl, making the guard lose his balance and fall back.

The black combats of the rider visible.Stepping down.

It was a hooded figure.

Identity a secret. Yet the aura and posture? Domineering and powerful.

" Who the fuck are you!"

"Bow now! Or we shoot!!"

The head guard warns stepping closer.. Surrounding the figure from all directions and the person just sighs. Cracking his knuckles like he has ridden for a long time and returned from a distant journey.

Showing no signs of abiding.

Making the guards to warn again. Lifting up their arrows at him.

" We said submit! Now!"

Few minutes again pass in silence. When he finally speaks. His voice loud and clear.

" I go for few years and you useless pups think you rule here without a say?"

Creases appear on everyone's forehead. As they look at each other. Not able to understand what he meant. When one of the guard cracks through.

Stepping back immediately. His hands quiver and the bow drops. Kneeling dow. He submits to the person instead.

" He...we are so-rry....we are so sorry...I beg pardon! Forgiveness Please!"

The other guards look at their friend in confusion when suddenly the identity of this person starts become clear.

Tugging on the hood. The person reveals his identity. Confirming everyone's doubt. And next he knows, all the men and women around bow down. Dropping on their knees.

With just one word leaving their quivering lips.

" Kin-g Noah!"

A deadly silence following as the new werewolf Kings eyes scan his subjects to land at the young girl behind him. And he without a thought removes his cloak to wrap it around her.

Her teary blue eyes meet Noah's grey ones. And he surprises her by placing his hand on her head to whisper softly.

Taking away all her worries and fear.

" No need to worry now. Your King is here."

And with this he picks up the whip dropped behind to approach to head guard .

" I...I... didn't know your Highness...it was you... please...ahhh..."

" Who gave you the right to force anyone to pay the taxes. Who gave you the fucking right to raise a whip at a women and disregard her respect in front of my people at my lands! Who dammit!"

Noah's shift in personality made everyone step back. The guard drags his body back. Folding his hand. Asking for mercy.

" No...one your highness... please...mercy...this will not be repeated I swear! Ahhh-"

The first whip hits the guard. And after that they don't stop.

" No .. please...ahhhhhhh"

* slash*

* slash*

"Mercy doesn't exist in Noah Kings dictionary and I am two hundred percent sure this will not be repeated...you know why?"

Looking at the bloody barely breathing man at his feet. Noah announces coldly.

" Because I never forgive."

With this he drops the whip to nod at the guards. Giving his last order.

" Torture him till he begs for death. And the day he asks for it?"

" Bring him to me again."

The guards drag the unconscious body of the guard. And Noah's eyes lock with the girls who stares at him keenly.

She was looking at him in admiration. Her grandmother holding her. And he approaches them.

" I seek forgiveness from my grand child's side your highness-"

The old women bows down to be only stopped by Noah. Holding her shoulders. He instead holds her old hands to kiss them.

" Don't. There is nothing to seek forgiveness."

" Infact how your grand daughter stood up against the guards? I must say women should be brave and daring like her."

" I am impressed girl. What's your name?"

The girl smiles. Her eyes twinkling in excitement.

" Jasmine. Your Highness"

" Well then Jasmine. I can't help offer you to apply for the Royal guards position then. I will be waiting for you."

With this the king turns around to leave and the girl looks at his retreating back in confusion. Noah gets on his horse and she screams from behind.

" But your highness. The rules don't allow women to even apply for it"

And Noah just smiles. Kicking on to get the horse into motion. His last words enough to light the hope everyone thought was lost somewhere.

" A lot of rules are going to be changed now that your King is back in town."

" Expect the unexpected Jasmine"

With this he leaves. And everyone indeed knew. Change was at it's rise as he was here. Back to his Kingdom 18 years later.

Ready to rule at his own terms.