The Demons inside her *ON HOLD*

chapter 4

Chapter 4

I'm waking up feeling like I'm swaying, I stir trying to get fully conscious.

"Shh, go back to sleep,"a soft voice says. I obey and fall under again.

I wake up in a soft bed that feels like a hundred thread count, but wait I didn't buy these expensive sheets. I bolt up right did I go to bed with some rich guy.

Then it all starts coming back to me the screaming, the blood, my arousal, I gasp. The blood cult.

My door opens a short woman comes in, she looks at me.

"Good your up, you sleep like the dead. Only the children sleep so unaware of the dangers surrounding us. I brought your breakfast," she says placing her plate on my lap.

"Now don't be getting used to breakfast in bed you are to eat at the high table." I stuff my face ravenous, the food so good. Buttermilk pancakes, crispy bacon, scrambled eggs, strawberries, blueberries, and syrup. It all taste heavenly and I eat every last drop. I wash it down with orange juice. When I'm done she takes my tray and places it on the counter. I sip on my coffee, remembering where I am, I'm a prisoner and once I find a way to get out of here I'm gone. Maybe I can ask this lady for help. But its unlikely the queen would send someone who would betray her. Wait why are they feeding me?I guess they want me to stay alive so they can torture me.

"I laid out a dress for you, I hope you don't mind but I measured you when you were sleeping. I'll come back to take you down stairs," she says while grabbing my tray.

"Wait what is your name."

"Ingrid," she says with a small smile, while leaving.

I get up, I'm naked and I just don't want to think too deeply about who undressed me. I slide on the dress with no panties or bra. The dress is beautiful, the color blue that matches my eyes exactly, the dress is all blue lace and its floor length, it gives a person a tease of my body but there is dark blue silk covering my breast area and privates so I don't look completely naked. It has a low neck line that just makes them know I'm not wearing a bra, and a small train trailing behind the dress. The lace was styled to look like my body was covered in roses.

The whole dress was too much I should take it off, but then I can distract some guy and maybe he will help me escape. While I was debating, Ingrid came in with two more girls that had stuff in there hands. When they set it at my feet I saw it was jewelry and shoes. As they set it at my feet I started to wonder why I was dressed up. Are they going to sell me or flaunt me around their arms and then have someone fuck me like a prostitute.

The jewelry is beautiful the necklace comes down in spirals accenting my breast, and the heels...oh my god!! It is gorgeous no words can fully describe it. You can tell it was made to replicate Cinderellas glass slippers. The inside has clear gel padding to protect my feet from getting cold. When I stand the girls gasp. I guess Ingrid must have put the shoes on for the girls act so shocked. I know the shoes are beautiful but they don't act like they're jealous or with glee. They are in awe.

"What," I ask curious.

"You are wearing the bloody glass slippers," one speaks in awe.

"Wait, bloody glass slippers."

"They say the wearer of the glass slippers will have ultimate powers."

"Shut yer lying gob," Ingrid says her accent layed on thick. "This story is older than all of you. It started when the late queen was young she was in love with are late king. He was dying slowly and painfully no one knew why he was dying and no one could cure it. The late king had turned mad in his final days, but he never stopped loving queen Evangeline. A week before his death he gave her a gift; glass slippers he called them even though they are not made of glass."

"What were they made of," I interrupt.

She huffs irritated. "Will you let me finish the story, okay the glass slippers are really diamond slippers," my jaw falls open. "They are from our caves here on the island. These are rumored to be magical caves but its not its more like ancient. The caves are a whole other story I'm not getting into. So anyways, he gave her glass slippers and told her something to this day we do not know. Even the queen  Nic does not know and that was her mother. After the king died Evangeline put on the the slippers and got off the island she didn't come back for a year no one knew where she went or what she did. But word started to spread all the leaders of the world were dying, aristocrats, middle east diplomats, kings, queens, famous generals, conquerors, anything with a powerful title. The people said they remember nothing but bloody glass slippers. When the queen came back to the island she brought witches and warlocks who created a forcefield of some sort. It repelled any air attack and sea attack. When they finished the barrier the queen told the world it was her who killed the people. She made enemies, bad ones. But they all knew of her power she was rich beyond imagine and deadly no one was brave enough to cross her. Our people called her insane because she seemed not afraid of death. Even though she was crazy she single handedly made us a powerful country. We sell diamonds of all colors all over the world, she was smarts enough to cut the diamonds into normal size. Cause you see our diamonds are the size of your head they are huge and if anyone found out it would have started a war. But any ways we did that and we sold our services we had any information you could want and if you haven't noticed the guys are all fit because ninety eight percent end up an assassin. We train our boys young they have four choices they can be an assassin, a healer, a knight in the queen's guard, or travel off the island."

"Why would anyone want to be an assassin?" I ask.

"Its not as bad as you think. They know they are killing someone whose done worst crimes then you can imagine. Also they're too many assassins on this island so many don't kill to many people what they really do is get information for the queen and put it in the ancient library. Now it gets a little fuzzy here. I don't know exactly how they gain information put sometimes its not always pretty."

"Wh-,"

"Oh my goodness, its late I was supposed to take you downstairs!!" She gets up dust herself off and we all stand as we walk silently too busy with our thoughts.