A Court Of Love & Sufferings

ch.22

When amaya woke up from her slumber it was dark outside she had slept the whole day. She stepped outside of her tent gazing at the night sky,mountains surrounded this area.
Eventually she had come here now she wondered what she is going to do next.

She decided to take a stroll of this place if she was going to stay here she might as well learn about it. She roamed the mountain coming across more camps,small villages,she saw some illyrians still practicing in the middle of night. For the next days she followed this routine till she discovered every inch of the mountain.

One day while doing her usual stroll she heard someone howling she followed the sound she came across two illyrian men, one of them was holding a female down against the ground. The female was screaming,begging them to let go while the other man was gripping her wings like he was trying to rip them out.

Amaya couldn't ignore those cries of torment she stepped forward.

"What's happening here" she says.

The men glanced at her "Stay out of our business woman" they sneered at her.

"Please help me" the female begs looking at amaya.

Amaya looks at her,the female is petite, young,fighting with every last of her strength,desperation gleams in her eyes.

"Let her go"

"We advise you to don't get involve in our business if you don't want yourself in her place"

"I said let her go" i say coldly.

"Haa! Look at this bitch running her mouth at us. What? Are you going to fight us now"

"If that's what takes you to leave the girl"

"Then we should take care of you before her. I will remind you your place"

He comes toward me bringing his fist straight to my face i duck and move behind him kicking his shin. He stumbles but maintains his posture throwing more hits at me i block them all.

"I am going to fuck you up"

"You'd have to try harder for that you haven't even managed to leave a single scratch"

She elbowed him in the face, and he dropped to his knees, cradling his nose, yelling curses, and spitting blood and teeth. Someone bear-hugged her from behind. She dropped into a crouch to make herself less portable, shifted her hip, and pounded him in the testicles to make him let go, which he did—roaring.

She whirled and grabbed the other man who had joined them by his left shoulder, her forearm grinding into his greasy jaw, one hand on his damp bicep, and swung him around so she had a look at the previous man who was now trying to get at her. She kneed the man in her hold in his face..again and again till he dropped unconscious.

Standing up she saw the previous man coming at her with his sword directed at her she gripped his sword in her hand and kicked him in the groin so hard it made her teeth rattle. He grunted lossening his hold on his sword she snatched his sword kicking him backward making him fall on the ground she holds the sword against his neck.

"I could finish you off right now but i am not looking for any bloodshed. I will let you go if you promise to behave"

He nods against the sword.

I take the sword back he stumbles on his feet going towards the other man picking him up he flies away.

I throw the sword checking my palm where the sword cut my skin it's bleeding but it will heal soon.

I search for that girl,find her sitting against a rock watching me.

"Are you alright" i say

"Yes" the girl says

"Why were they hurting you" i ask her

"I got caught trying to fly" she whispers

"What does that have to do with this" i ask not understanding. She looks at me for a few seconds observing me

"You are not from here" she states.

"I came here a few days ago,currently residing in one of the refugee camps"

"Thank you for saving me. If you didn't they would have ripped off my wings" she chokes on her word.

"Who were they"

"They work under the lord of my camp. They saw me while i was trying to fly. Here females are forbidden to fly who does that gets their wings cut off. I was being punished for that when you came"

"What a shitty mindset females can't fly while males can. Who made that rule"

"That's how it has been going on since millennium of our history that i know"

"And no one stops it,no one raised a voice against this discrimination" i ask

"Those who tried didn't live long enough. And even though the high lord has prohibited it illyrians don't always follow rules. They don't like being commanded"

I feel disgusted by the sexist mentality for how long it has been going on. These poor females suffering for something they shouldn't have to.

"Anyway i am going back you should return to your house"

" I can't go back they would find me again and complete what they started. Can i come with you. Please for a while" she begs me.

I agreed having no other choice it's either let her come with or send her off to be hunted again.

We walk towards my tent she tells me about illyrians.

"You are far away from your camp usually refugees don't come here as they aren't welcome by illyrians. They don't like mingling with outsiders"

"I bet they don't" i say not surprised.

We reach my tent.

"I never told you my name...it's tyla and thank you again for saving me"

"Amaya" i tell mine.

For the next days tyla stayed with me. She told me a lot about illyrians,night court and other things. We talked, i became confortable in her presence. I told her a bit about myself. I told her am a wanderer. I told her about myself being a slave in hybern which was partially true because i was a slave to the king, and now is travelling the world.

"So where do you plan to settle in future you can't be a wanderer all your life. You might want to have a home for yourself" tyla says.

I think about it.. a place for myself to call home,i would like to have a home.

"A home i have never had one. I want to have one" i say

"I hope you would find your home soon" tyla says.

"I hope so"