Lost in Time

Chapter 3

Sera sighed as she sat in the dark cell. It had been three days now since she was captured. Unfortunately she had been confiscated of everything except her cloak that she managed to keep. It was a good thing too, or else the mark would’ve been seen. It was the mark that had caused her so much pain all her life. Ever since she left the shelter of that forest, which was burned away.

Not that she was safe now either. She sat in the cell waiting for what the soldiers would do. Sera sighed as she tightened her cloak around her neck, to make sure the mark was hidden. This was exactly what Derek had warned her of: the prison camps. This was where they were taken so that they would be broken.

Sera worried about what they would do. Would they be killed? Or maybe sent off to different areas where they would be worked until they could stand no more. What if they discovered she was a branded? Then they would sell her.

This was what Derek sacrificed his life to protect her from and yet she still ended up here. Sera shook her head as she wiped a tear. No, she couldn’t cry. Sera had to be strong and think. When they time was right she would escape. That was her goal.

“So how long until they actually decided to do something with us?” She asked the other three people sitting there. They was a set of twins who were very talkative, and another man named Muston, who had sat in between the two in hope of them not talking but obviously that was not working.

Sera had talked with them a couple times now. She may as well since she was celling with them. From what she learned, they were with a caravan that got caught up in the whole mess. The rest of the caravan was there as well. They were just in a cell across. A woman named Aimee, along with a quiet sage, Ilyana, who was constantly hungry, and a silent man in a brown robe.

The man in the robe and the girl, Ilyana, barely spoke. In fact the man in the brown had yet to speak. The girl just mentioned how the food was horrible and that she was starving. Aimee how ever, had spoken with her. In fact she was the one who initiated the conversation with Sera when she first came.

The blonde haired twin finally replied to Sera’s question, “who knows? They’ve kept us here for at least a week now,” he replied. His name was Jorge

 “Maybe we got lucky and they realize they don’t need us,” Sera offered.

“Hah if that was the case then it won’t be long before they kill us,” the other twin, Daniel, scoffed.

Sera’s eyes widened. “Kill?” she whispered.

“Enough of that talk!” Aimee began to scold them. She then turned her attention back to Sera.

“Don’t worry sweetie I highly doubt they will kill us. It will give them a bad name and they can’t afford that right now.” She assured her.

Sera just nodded her head slowly as she pulled her knees close to her chest and wrapped her arms around them resting her chin on them. Aimee wasn’t that bad. She was kind but Sera found it strange. She wasn’t sure how to explain it.

“So why are you here any ways Sera?” Daniel spoke up.

Sera bit her lip as she thought of the ridiculous argument that had taken place among the soldiers the day she arrived.

“Well… they thought I was the silver haired maiden for some reason.” She explained.

Jorge blinked, “wow… you silver hair?” Jorge scoffed.

“Well you never know, I mean it does look silver in a way.” Daniel remarked looking at her hair.

“Yeah right! It looks more gold then silver!” Jorge objected.