MY LIFE AS A HALFBLOOD

Chapter 6

I was sleeping on the cold hard floor when I heard the cell door open. I ignored my tormentors as usual. There was little I could do to stop them from cursing me any more than they already did. I got up from the floor to face them. I stared at my tormentors and much to my astonishment, they were not were not the guards from his royal highness. I was staring at three women with stern faces. The woman in the middle broke the silence.

" Morning, young miss. I'm Catana and this is Meyleisha and Hualing," she gestured to the women on both her sides." I was perplexed to be quite frank. Why would they take their precious time to come to the foul smelling cells just to introduce themselves? I had a very good reason to be wary of them.

I took that chance to study them. Catana had grey shoulder length hair. Her skin was sun kissed and radiant, a clear evidence that she spent most of her days exposed to the sun. Her eyes were the deepest shade of green I've ever seen. Meyleisha had brown and gold dreadlocks that were tied up. Like Catana, she was tanned. I envied her her rosy cheeks and royal blue eyes.

Hualing had obsidian eyes and a fair skin tone. Her chocolate brown hair was braided up, accentuated with black and red decorative chopsticks . Her face was as impassive as a porcelain doll. If it weren't for her occasional intake of air, I would've thought she was a wax figure. They all wore long grey and white kimonos that had red obi and grey obijime.

" Why are you here?" I asked. " The prince send for us to prepare you for him. He wants your company tonight, " said Catana. I snorted at what she said. The so-called prince just wanted me to amuse him. Why else would he go through so much trouble to capture me?

" So, in other words you are here to adorn me for that wretched beast. Why am I not surprised? " I muttered. I didn't resist as they escorted me to the servant's showers. As we pass some servants, they glared at me with deep malice. Afterall, my very being deemed me lowly in the Chorrubin species. I was dirt in this magnificent kingdom destined to be trampled on by even the low the low.

The servant's showers were not what I was expecting. It was just a dull grey room that had a dip amidst it. There were five grand circular shower heads hanging from the ceiling right at the centre of the room. It felt depressing stepping in the room. The three women stripped me bare. It had been a rather long week since I had been captured. I still couldn't believe that I had survived an entire week without bathing.

Catana scrubbed my body tirelessly. There was not a single part she missed. By the time she was done with me my skin was an angry pink. I shuddered as a chill assaulted my burning skin. All fight was lost in me,even when Meyleisha ferociously combed my tangled hair. I did not utter a single protest when they groomed me to perfection.

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I glared at the skimpy dress I was forced to wear. It was a scarlet tiny thing that left little to the imagination. I knew why the prince wanted my company but I refused to acknowledge it. Surely the gods of Moggadoria wouldn't allow such an inhumane act to be subjected to me. Haven't I served them faithfully all my life? I needed them now more than ever.

I heaved a sigh of annoyance. I was defeated and mad at the world. I still hoped that my Dad would burst in this abyss and save me but deep down I knew he would not do such a thing. I was no longer his burden.

I was escorted to the prince's chambers by a servant. She didn't acknowledge me at once and I was grateful for that. They all loathed me in this palace but it didn't matter because the feeling was mutual. The servant stopped infront of a huge arched door. She grabbed my hand, opened the door and pulled me inside the room. She curtsied, her eyes downcast. I stared at the person she was curtsying to. And what do you know? It was my captor.