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Nicolaos

He reminded me of her, the woman who betrayed my love, trust and sent my family to their early grave, those cheery rosy lips, pointed nose, condensating eyes even his body still structure, I wondered how a man can look so much like a woman.

"I am still waiting for that wine" I was getting impatient with him just standing as still as a status.

He nervously raised his chained hands to his neck, it was really funny to watch because my men busted into laughter but not me, he kept touching his neck and head nervously like he wanted to make sure they were still in place.

I thought he looked adorable and cute but thinking further as to how I also felt that way about that woman I didn't think he looked adorable anymore, my gaze on him turned colder than it should have.

He couldn't be her, I made sure of that but why do I feel I need to destroy him too just the same way I destroyed her, I hated her to the bones, it's funny how there is a thin line between love and hate, I never thought a day will come where I will hate her so much.

he walked toward me while trembling slightly, it was obvious he was scared of me but tried to put up a strong front.

As he got to the table he picked up the wine jar then proceeded to fill my cup "What's you name?" I heard gasp sounds from my men, it was a first for me, I didn't know any slaves name in the camp and didn't care to know, I just gave them orders and that's it, by the way i didn't think slaves deserved a name, they were worthless beings.

He picked up the wine cup and proceeded to hand it over to me, he seemed to not have heard my earlier question, I wondered where his mind must have traveled to, his every action were too irritatingly familiar.

"What's your name?" I asked angrily as I slammed my hand on the table thereby making everything shake violently, he was frightened to the extent that he let the cup slip and the wine poured on me,

My hand moved so fast as I angrily struck him on his throat and kicked his stomach, he was sent flying a few distance away.

The soldiers were surprised ones again and not because I kicked him but because I let my emotions show, they could never read me but today they could, they knew I hated this boy but didn't know why after all he was brought to the camp just three days ago and there have been no way he offended me during that time since he was locked up but even if he did offend me normally I won't act personally but delegates it to a subordinate with the wave of my hand.

I watched as his thin body curled up in pain, although I held my hand when attacking him but if it was any other slave they did be screaming in pain right about now, he didn't scream but curled up in a ball, it was obvious he was trying not to throw up something but he couldn't hold it in anymore and then coughed up blood.

"Interesting" I said as my lips curled up into a devious smile, he didn't want to throw up because he didn't want to lose face, he was just a slave so I wondered why he was so prideful, why he felt if he shown weakness before me he did lose face.

I ignored my soldiers surprised expressions a long time ago, they can just to show a face of a chicken if they want but that was none of my business, these days we were not going to war so having a bit of fun with this cheeky slave wasn't such a bad idea, it will be fun for me but as for this slave I wasn't so sure of it been fun for him after all we both have different views of what's fun.

After coughing up blood " Get up and answer the question or else" the soldier that brought them from their cage pulled him up violently and said, the others thought this slave was being rude to me and deliberately refused to answer my question so they were losing their patience on my behalf.

No matter how loyal their behavior was I could never trust them, as long as I was concerned they all wanted my position, they could betray me at anytime just like she did.

For her family she came into my life, for her family she betrayed my love, I should have listened when my parents told me not to be with her, I should have put my family first and not her.

"Aoede" the slave boy struggled to say, it took him a lot to speak out those words, I had just struck his throat so he must be in a lot of pain, I saw his face grow paler than it was earlier and deep down in my heart I felt I wronged him for treating him unjustly.

The soldier beside Aoede pushed him towards the table, he kept using his sword to hit a particular spot on Aoede's back and for some reason I was displeased.

I wanted to be the only one to cause him pain and no one else.

Aoede walked towards me leaping, his face looked distorted "Your name means to sing, why don't you sing for us, I heard you are a great singer" I said as I threw my eyes away from him, I wanted to torture him but I didn't want to see him been tortured, I know I am been contradictory but I can't explain it.

I knew it will be extremely painful if he tried singing now, his throat definitely still hurts, just saying him name earlier was a great struggle but all that didn't stop me from giving him that order.

He looked weak, in pain and scared, he didn't let it show physically but his eyes betrayed him.

If Aoede was the reincarnation of that bitch then this time around I won't let her die so easy, I will make her beg for death, all the pain she caused me I will make her pay, A single strike in the heart by one of my soldier for that matter wasn't enough, I will kill her personally, in the slowest, most tortuous way possible.

Poor Aoede, why did he have to remind me of her so damn much.

To be continued...

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Hope you all know that Frona is now referred to as Aoede by Nicolaos because he doesn't yet know her identity, Frona will be referred to as Aoede for the time being by Nicolaos and everyone else.

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