SLAVE OF THE HEART

3. Slavenapped

The door flew open. It had been kicked hard by a group of men. Wardah, Vasheronne and Arana clung to each other, looking horrified as the men laughed and made a bee-line for the beautiful Vasheronne.

"Take ME! Leave my children alone!" Arana yelled as the men managed to untangle her from her children.

"STUPID WOMAN!" one of them yelled, and hit her with something that knocked her out. Now it was only Vasheronne and her sister left. They were shaking like they had a fever.

"Wardah, hide!" Vasheronne whispered, as they both shook from fear and terror.

"Either way, you come with us," one man said. Vasheronne looked at them from below her lashes

"Come peacefully or we harm her," the bigger man said, pointing at Wardah who shrunk into herself even more. Vasheronne gave her one last hug and stood up, following the men.

"That's a good girl!" a third one called, and just before she could make a run for it, someone covered her nose with a rag that had a strong smell. She fell, passing out on the grass as one of them scooped up her almost weightless body and carried it away.

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Vasheronne woke up to find herself in a barn. There was grass sticking out of her hair, and as she sat up, she got one mighty headache.

"What happened?" she asked, trying to lie down but getting tugged to her feet very quickly, and roughly.

"Let me go!" she yelled weakly, but the men laughed. They dragged her to a fancy looking house which was well, a castle. She was taken to one of the front rooms and presented to the master.

She didn't even get on her knees or bow, because she was too confused.

"Rude girl!" one of the men yelled, whipping out a whip to hit her, but getting stopped by the master himself.

"Leave," he said, still looking at the girl who was staring at him un-ashamedly.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"I am your new master. I am sorry for how they treated you. You seem like a good girl. What's your name?"

She stuttered, looking down as tears started to fall

"What's your name child?"

"Va . . .Vasheronne."

"Vasheronne, i am Sir Baron, and i will be your Master from today henceforth. You shall work at the kitchen. You will do a few jobs in the house when called upon to. You will be under Dora, okay?" he asked, speaking kindly to her.

"Yes," she murmured, more to herself than to him. He caught it though.

"Dora!" he called, and a beautiful woman stepped up, taking Vasherone by the hand.

"This is Vasheronne, she will be working in the kitchen. Please take time to show her where she will be living after work?"

"I will sir. Vasheronne, let's go."

THE WOMAN SEEMED FRIENDLY, SO vASHERONNE WENT WITH HER, wondering to herself about all the happenings.

Why her?

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