Shards of a Glass Throne

Chapter 3

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Before I start the chapter I would like to thank AmiraAshraf- for the beautiful cover she created for me! 

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My head pounded like a drum, thumping and thumping. I am pretty sure I was unconscious due to the amount of time I had been in the black, the only thing keeping me company was the thumping. The things I saw when I woke up once make no sense to me at all, when I woke, there was a man staring at me from above, his eye was centered in the middle of his forehead and he had horns coming out of the top of his head. 

The man had a pale green shade to him that made him look like he had moss all over him, only later would I realise  that he did in fact have moss on him. He spoon fed me and after, I could hear people talking in hushed voices, but couldn't make out anything that the people were saying. 

When I woke up for real, I did not recognise my surroundings. I was laying on a bed that was made of hay and straw, and when I looked around the room, there was nothing much in there. There was a simple wardrobe looking cabinet and a door on the other side of the room. A chair was shoved to the side away from the bed and there was a bowl of empty food.

"What the..." I trailed off as I stumbled up from my bed, not so graciousaly almost falling flat on my face in the process. Stumbling to the door, I tried to pry it open but found it to me locked. I found it kind of stupid to be locked because I was in a room that was made out of stone, and not the stone that had been put together brick by brick. The room looked like it just cut a hole in the side of a wall and put a door there. 

I slumped down beside the door, leaning on the cool rock as I tried to stop the world from spinning. As I sat there I thought back on the happenings of yesterday and almost burst out crying. The father figure that had helped me for the past 7 years was dead, he was never coming back. I shoved my fist into my mouth and tried to stifle the sobs that were bubbling in my chest. 

"Miss are you alright? I heard some noises coming from in here?" An unknown voice asked me, startling me so bad that I jumped to my feet. 

"Uh, um." I sniffled out as I struggled to stay upright. The woman who didn't take any time for me to answer more, unlocked the door and slowly entered. I shuffled back a few steps getting into a defensive stance. When the woman actually walked in, I could see clearly that she was not in fact a woman, but a girl. 

Why would they send a girl into a prisoner's cell, which I guessed where I was? She turned around from closing the door and jumped at the sight of me, and I the same to her. She was a pale purple, like a lilac colour, she had long dark brown hair and a small flower crown on her head, the only thing really weird beside her skin colour was the fact that she had 4 eyes on her head. 

"Oh, hello there." She said quietly as she shuffled on her feet. I realised she had a bit of an accent in her that I had never heard before. I stumbled a bit as my balance was thrown off due to the sudden wave of nausea I felt. 

"Oh no!" The girl yelled as I threw up on the floor, spilling my stomach contents on the polished stone, she lurched back as to not get hit by my vomit. I looked up at her through my lashes, breathing hard from the effort of vomiting. The girl was grimacing as she looked at the now dirty room and took a shuddering breath. 

"Do you require some help?" She asked shaky as she took a few small steps back. I slumped down to the ground and slammed against the wall for support. I tried to get my balance in check but couldn't, the room was just spinning too much. 

"A, ugh." My stomach lurched again and I had to hold my breath in order not to throw up again. Swallowing loudly, my eyes slid to the girl and she was almost out the door, slowly retreating as if I was the weird one here.