The Another Chance To Live

Chapter Seven

There are blunders all over the board, but to win, one must endure the ideals of idiotism.

The creaking sound made a clamour inside the room as hundreds of eyes shifted towards the opened door. The young man wore a frustrated facial expression, which made me flinch, but I held myself together. I wasn't physically rich, nor, as a young girl, would I stand a chance against that muscle maniac who carried a sack on his back like it was nothing before dumping it in the middle of the room with a loud thud.

"It ain't necessary for us to feed these rats three times a day to keep them in fine shape, Maureen." Another man with a pale but indeed good physique tapped the shoulder of the man named Maureen as he exclaimed in excitement.

Maureen was calm in the man's statement as I heard someone hiss at his avarice. The slender man's attention was all directed towards the blonde woman in the other corner of the room, and he started to march in her direction at a slow pace. Just like a predator hawking over his prey.

The woman seemed to have entered adulthood not too long ago, as her body trembled in horror. She was constantly biting her lower lip in absolute regret for her actions as sweat dropped from her forehead.

"Woah! Isn't this blonde wrench beautiful? I'm curious how you would appear in the bed—probably glamorous." He licked his upper lip and crouched down on the ground to her level of vision. His hand motioned in her direction and to a certain part of her face as she squished my eyes shut, ready to take whatever was coming her way.

Even after waiting for some minutes, nothing happened as I tried to raise my body a bit to review the gruesome scene as my eyes twinkled at the now adverse twist of the event.

"You're lucky you're Victor's cousin; otherwise, you and that curiosity of yours would be six feet under right now." Maureen clutched his arm, and the guy's face paled at the way he spoke in a dangerously low voice.

I heard the faint sound of bones cracking as my mood was enlightened by the man's action.

"He would be perfect for our escape plan." I veered to see 'Bluey' make a poker face. Even if he acted nonchalantly, he was also enthralled by the drama as much as me.

"You're referring to the muscular guy?" He inquired.

"Nope, it's the other guy. Humiliation leads the viciousness of human beings to a loathing level." I grinned ear to ear as he nodded matter-of-fact at my statement before looking back at the woman who had just fainted.

After releasing the guy's arm, Maureen went back to his mute mood before exiting the room with the terrified man following behind him.

Now that's kind of disappointing, huh?

I stretched my arms in exhaustion as I smiled brightly at his disappearing figure. My eyes lit with ideas as my smile held a mischievous curve. The peasants were so done with the discrimination they faced due to the higher classes, as they often held grudges against the nobles. The financial state of the Dalerin Empire was high, as it was among the three most prominent empires in the world. But sixty percent of the wealth was owned by the nobles and imperial family; thirty percent belonged to the church authorities; nine percent was given to the upper middle class; and one percent were those the official statistics never mentioned.

This economic diversity angered many, as the empire faced several threats from the commoners, and some in the lower section even tried to boycott the imperial power. Sadly, they were all surpassed by the power and leaders who feared the initiatives. These things led to revolutions within the poor because people were forced to work illegal contracts in order to feed their families.