Innocent

~10~Azalea

Xki has a strong punch, my jaw is probably going to be sore for a while. He clearly wasn't trained to fight women, he was aiming for all the wrong places. He thinks he did no damage, obviously, I won that battle I was taught to show no weakness, including my bruising body. My father trained me to always wear extra clothing to show that people can't see the injuries I show no reaction to.

I have my hair braided neatly around my head just like my mother taught me, the reason I braid it like this is for a completely different reason though. Mother taught me how to braid my hair so people can't use the long strands and curls to yank me back in a fight or battle, the braid keeps the hair close to me.

Xki allowed me to braid my hair before we got on the road. He was told that I have to be tied to the back of the horses with no shoes, and it takes about a month to get to the palace on foot or by horse, I'm doing that barefoot. These people are so dumb, they clearly don't know the kind of training I've had, I know a person who should though.

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My wrists are tied to the back of Xki's horse, he said that they are going slow so that the experience will be better for my feet. My feet are doing just fine, most days when I'm not stealing or killing people I spend them barefoot climbing trees. It feels refreshing to have my feet free of my boots.

There is sweet silence but silent conversations are going on between some of the lower-ranking soldiers who traveled with Xki. They look back at me, then at each other. I can tell they hate me, I truly don't care though, they don't know my motivations and I don't plan on them knowing.

I enjoy the silence but everyone has to ruin all my plans, "Are we allowed to touch her?" one of the soldiers asked Xki.

"Depends on the reasoning for touching her." he sends a questioning glance toward the soldier.

"What I meant was, are we allowed to fuck her tight pu-" he gets cut off.

"No," Xki says with a final note.

"Xki, why are they not allowed to fuck me? What if I want them to fuck me?" I ask, I know that if they think I want it then it won't be as fun for them.

"No," he repeats.

"Aww. You're no fun." I say with a wink towards the soldier who originally asked the question, he snarls and turns away.

Xki looks back at me, "Do you need a rest?"

"No, of anything I think we should speed up." he looks down at my feet.

After a while, Xki gets bored and starts humming an Arabic song, "Do you know the origin of that little tune?" I ask.

"No, I learned it when I was a child from my friend." he responds, "Do tell me, what is the origin?"

"Your Arabic pronunciations are a little off, when did you learn it?"

"When I was seven years old, my dearest friend was very interested in culture and her mother happened to be one of the last pure Arabs who still knew Arabic, that was where I learned it." His face looks a little sad now.

"Why the sad face?" it's weird he is sad, he's always so smiley.

A weak smile returns to his lips, "She was taken from me, she was a princess and had other duties to fulfill that did not include a peasant."

"Let me guess, it was Princess Lea." he looks shocked.

"Y-yes, how did you know that?" he stutters a little.

"She used to be my closest friend," he looks so happy before I say, "She died," his face falls, "About eight years ago."

"I see." he looks back to me, "Would you like to finish your story about the tune?"

I nod, "The name of the song is Ya Layl, it is a very old song. It was used as a warning for children a very long time ago before they started changing everything and cutting off languages and religions."

"What's it about?" he looks genuinely curious.

"Would you like me to sing the English version?" he nods, "Oh night, oh eye, oh night, oh eye, you are not safe, you are not safe, you hide secrets within you, in the dark, dangers are born." I finish the song and Xki looks like I just told him I'm his mother.

"I had no idea what it was about." I give him a genuine smile and chuckle.

He smiled back but suddenly stopped, "What's wrong?" I find myself asking.

"You've never given me a true smile before." my mouth forms an "O" and I just look to the ground.

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When we make camp later in the day I am tied to a tree. The knot is done very well, I can get it out if I truly wish but I like not being bothered by anyone.

The soldier from earlier approaches the tree with a couple of his friends while Xki is off gathering firewood, "Well if it isn't the girl who likes to be fucked and who also likes to kill." he says.

"Whore." another one adds.

I just send him an extra sweet smile, "Hello, have you come to fuck me?" I pause, "Or is your dick too small to even be able to enter another woman?"

He pulls out a knife. Well, shit.

"Shut your mouth you little whore."

"Not saying anything against what you're about to do. Might I add that Xki did say you can't touch me, that being said, make your mark anywhere where clothing covers it." I nod to them, "I mean it's common sense which you don't happen to have sadly."

He lunges for me. I do nothing to dodge it, he stabs me four times in my abdominal area.

I start bleeding through my clothing, "Well, better run and get my new clothes before Xki gets back." I say with a grunt and they all scurry off to get me new clothes.

Perfect. Just what I need, more scars.

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A/N

EEEEEEE. I love writing. I don't care if you like it or not, I don't even read the comments so, I'm just gonna keep doing what I love.