An Angel's Wish

{ 3 ~ Continued }

~ Alistair's POV ~

"Stupid boy."
I'm shuddering, half naked as the knight slashes the whip again. I'm trying to hold my breath while not to cry. Mira raised me. I'm no wimp. The knight, tired of whipping all night, looks me in the eye.

"Come now you don't want to ruin that pretty face of yers. Where's the witch?"
I glare him in the eye back and chuckle.

"She's not witch. And you'll never find her, filthy ass bastard."
I add the insult on Mira's behalf and he punches me in abdomen. The pain sharp yet tolerable. Mira hits harder. Her classic cloth whips are harder. I'm distracting myself with thoughts of Mira. How she'll come get me and give these knights the same treatment they gave me. Because now that I know she's not "exactly" human. I know she can kick ass.

"Pretty boy's got pretty words."
His horrid breath staggering with every word. I shift around, the chains buckling me in place. The iron door creaks and a pair of heels click. The woman's ruby hair flows down below her waist. She raises a hand and places the other on her hip.

"That's enough Gasper. I'm taking o'er now."
Her tone sharp and smooth. She walks around me and Gasper spits at me when he leaves.

"Yer learn ye lesson now pretty boy."
I watch as the tall woman bats her eyes at me and avoid looking at her. Classical outfit she has on. She picks up the whip and begins to clean its bloody spine. My shuddering filling the silence.

"You won't get anything out of me."
I clench my jaw as she smirks. She looks me up and down before getting close to my face. My ears heat up and I compose my face.

"Trust me, you're going to want to after I'm done with you. You'll even beg for me to give your answers."
She slides her cold hands along my arms. I try to move away from her touch. But she leans in closer. She stinks like....what's it's called....

"Whore!!"
My eyes widens and I unclench my jaw. Her laugh fills my ear as she slides her hand down my pants. My attempt to kick her off failing as she laughs.

"You won't call me whore after this. You're ears are hot. I'm assuming you've never any fun." I bite my lip and close my eyes. This fucking whore. Please Mira....

"Get away from me!!! Stop it you fucking whore!!"
I jerk and move aggressively around. The chains making notice of the danger inside. She scowls and grabs my face with one hand.

"Don't compare me to those bloody mutts! I'll show you whore if you don't shut up. The only thing coming out of your mouth should be "yes ma'am" and the whereabouts of that witch you're hiding!!!"
She spits in my face. I glare at her as she yells, walking out the door. I shudder and try to hold myself together. Please Mira.....

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"Heard pretty boy denied Belle's charms"
The raspy laugh of the knight outside warned me to prepare for another beating.

"Well who can blame him? She rots of whore."
A soft spoken male voice follows. The iron door creaks and a knight and the prince walk in.

"I heard your name is Alistair. Is that correct?"
I look up at the freshly baked prince and back down. I nod slowly and he walks closer to tug at the chains.

"Unchain him."
The knight stammers but one look from his prince shuts him up and he does as told. I fall to the ground unable to pick myself up for a few seconds. Is this some trap? Should I make a run for it?

"Go ahead and try to run out. The place is swarming with knights who ready to chop that nice head of yours for denying their Goddess's charm. I get up and rub my wrists. That whore is their goddess?!?

"As much as I hate it, she's in charge of the knights after my father of course. She's smart for a woman. She knows how to get what she wants. And rather quickly too."
He begins to walk out, motioning me to follow. I quickly follow not wanting to be alone with the knight.

"I was told you know where the witch from the King's forest is? My father has been trying to investigate in the rumors. And ever since he's found out it's true, he's been wanting to find her....or him."
I watch as he puts his hands behind his back almost skipping down the hall.

"Tell me Alistair, is it a woman or a man?"
He begins walking up the stairs and I follow.

"May I get my shirt.....?"
The prince turns around and gasps quickly, he takes off his jacket and hands it to me.

"Please take this. I do apologize for that on my behalf."
I watch as the smile plastered on his quivers. Fake ass bastard. I feel itchy and uncomfortable even though this jacket is silky and soft. He begins to walk off when I finished putting on his jacket. I could feel the blood staining and sticking to the shirt. I follow him, observing him and examining my surroundings.

"Please follow me, I want to show you something."
He waves his arm in front of him. I walk closer and walk up the stairs as he puts his hands behind his back. I watch his fingers rub against each other while the light of day hits me.

"Where am I?"
I hold my hand up to cover the sunlight hitting my eyes as I look around. To my right the shade of the castle towering over the village to the left.

"In the kingdom of course. Have you ever been here?"
I shake my head. I've been to the outskirts but never truly inside. Mira says not to wander too close inside.

"No Mira says it's not a place for me."

"Mira....? The witch's name hmm?"
I clench my jaw, realizing I gave her name away. The prince smiles and turns on his heel, extending his hand.

"You've given me your name and the name I needed. It's only right if I give you mine. My name is Rico. I'm the son of the King Jericho."
I look at his hand in disgust but take it, seeing as he's let me out.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you Alistair Wren."