Aisha, the girl who I once loved so foolishly was the sole reason for my downfall. If only I didn't listen to her at that time, all of this wouldn't have happened. But because of my foolish love for her, I spared the enemy's prince. As she had begged me to spare him, since she didn't want him to die.
And because of that...My country fell into ruins...countless innocent lives were slaughter...But it didn't just stop there...no...
As I was forced onto the ground and held down by the enemy solider. I was forced to watch as my very own family was humiliates and murdered in front of my own eyes. My father was quickly beheaded while my mother was stabbed multiple times and bleed to death, but not before slowly crawling towards father and holding his beheaded head in her arms did she finally pass away. After that, my brothers were stripped naked and tortured to death, while my sisters were raped by multiple soldiers in front of my me.
I wanted to stop them, but I was pin down tightly by four solders. I wanted to scream and plead for them to stop, but I was gagged by a dirty, sweaty cloth that soldiers used to wipe their sweat. But what made it even worse was that they even spat their won saliva into it before shoving into my mouth. All I was could was angerly watch as my own family were raped, murdered, and humiliated in front me.
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After the purge and chaos of my country. I was soon brought into a cellar of some sorts and was strapped onto a wooden pole. At this point, I wanted nothing more than to die and let everything go.
After all, I had nothing left. My country, my family, my friends, all gone. But even then, I couldn't kill myself. My mouth was still gagged and both hands and feet were tied tightly onto a wooden pole.
Now, all I could do was stare at the ceiling and tearfully cry at the misery that I was in.
'Why did they leave me alive?' Was my thought as I slowly lost my sanity.
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Weeks pass, and yet I was still left alive. The only thing that they fed me was a bowel of soup that I was force fed, which tasted horrible to say the least including the fact that the warden would spit into it as he mocked me. Sometimes he would even splash the hot burning soup into my face.
Other than that, the rest of my time spent there was just either looking at the wall or ceiling wondering when it was my turn to die. Who knows, maybe I'll never found out and slowly rot away...
As I thought of rotting away forever in this cell. I suddenly heard a commotion coming from behind the door. After a few seconds, I heard a woman's voice which seemed quite familiar to me.
But who was it? It couldn't be my family. They were already died. So who could it be?
A few seconds later. The door opened which reveal....Aisha?
"MC!" screamed Aisha as she ran to patted her hands all over my body.
"Are you okay?! Did they hurt you?!" Tears ran down Aisha eyes as she saw the bruises and burnt spots on my face.
She even used her own clothes to wipe away the dirt on my body before moving up towards my face to wipe away the dried up soup on my face. Which caused a great deal of commotion towards the solider that stood behind her.
"Your highness!"
"Shut up!" Aisha refuted the soldiers words and yelled them to leave which they protested, but...
