I had just received my sixteenth stroke and I was wasted. "don't they get exhausted". I was definitely exhausted. I was surprised I hadn't collapsed yet
A gesture from the Duke's hand made them stop and I sighed. I needed to catch my breath. "it is surprising how you are still awake after all these floggings you have just received",said the Duke. I just laughed hoarsely and said, "maybe I'm made of brick or your goons aren't trying hard enough". He placed his index under his chin and drew in a sharp breath. "you know...." he said and came closer to where I was, "I like you, you are very bold,it won't take you far in this palace.Playing smart is the key and trust me...", he paused, "you aren't really that smart because if you were, you wouldn't do what you did and since my goons aren't efficient enough, I'll.... do it myself". I smiled when he picked up the whip. When his stroke landed I wasn't smiling anymore and at the last one, darkness engulfed me.
I saw myself dressed in white and I thought "maybe this is heaven, maybe I am dead". Everything was white. No colours. Is this how it really is in Heaven???. This can't be real. Suddenly I began to panick. I placed my palm on my chest to try and slow down my heavy breathing. Then I began to hear a faint voice. It seemed so far away. "please help me". I sobbed. "please help me". That's when I heard the voice a bit more clearly than than the last time. "Ari, calm down its me Tito",it really was Tito's voice but are we at the moor?
Slowly but steadily, my eyes slid open but they felt heavy. I needed to be sure of where I was and who I was with. I was still in the dungeon but I was with Tito, how could that be. With that thought, I skipped back into darkness.
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Dowager's pride
Historical FictionA woman is left to deal with the horrible past behind her husband and admist all this, she must protect that which is the source of her living. It is a rough ground when dealing with resurfaced revelations.
