Erotasy

Chapter I

Her hardships began when she was a mere child, shunned by her father when she was born an abomination. It was not a common thing in those times, but it happened, being born without magic, that is. Unfortunately for Tialis, being born as such rendered her useless, unwanted and unloved, the bane of her father's existence. Her mother did her best to reason with him, perhaps she was simply a late bloomer, a mother's love is always unparalleled and without discrimination. But alas, when Tialis turned four years of age, she was ripped from the warmth of her mother's arms and taken to Edhen to be sold as a slave.  She'd learned early on that Lucian would show no mercy and if she desired life, she'd best behave. She was sixteen the first time he came for her, bringing her to his chambers for his own twisted pleasure, chaining and having his way with her. She'd wept herself to sleep that night, feeling ashamed and afraid, shivering alone in the dark with a dull ache between her thighs.

She'd quickly become his favorite and strangely enough, it was not so long before his actions became less harsh and he began to care for her. It was not that he was not handsome, he was beautiful if she was honest, long black hair and sharp features with piercing blue eyes. He was tall and lean, the length of him sculpted with ripples of muscle, but he was cruel and unforgiving should you be outside of his affections. She played her role, pretending to be what he desired of her, silently plotting her escape as she used his kindness to her advantage. He allowed her to train with his armies, presenting her with her preferred weapons, a set of intricately crafted daggers. After a time, he had her fitted for armour and took her into his personal guard, granting her a place at his side.

Five long years passed and it was the eve of her twenty first birthday, a right of passage for most as this was the year she would become a woman. Not that it mattered to her, she'd been forced into womanhood when she was still a child and now all she had were foul memories to reflect on. Lucian had planned a grand celebration, the whole of Edhen was to attend in a gathering of food and drink for the masses. He'd had a dress made for her, satin the color of blood, donned with jewels fit for an empress, an action that caused her to loath him even more. When it came time for gifts, ironically, his was her favorite, a hound of the mastaliff breed who'd imprinted on her as a pup and refused to obey any other. She suspected that fact was the only reason he'd allowed her to have him, the Emerald Legion respected canine life above all others and that suited her just fine. She craved companionship in its true sense and this hound was loyal to her to a fault, the foolish creature it was.

She'd began to believe she would die in this place, either by her own hand to end her suffering, or by his when he finally grew tired of her. But on this night, fate had other plans in mind and she would find her life forever altered. She was with him when it happened, immediately recognizable to her as she'd seen manifestations on more occasions than she could count. She was shocked at first, but when her magic surged forth in a grand explosion that rivaled any she had seen, she moved for her dagger and plunged it into his heart. He made a gurgled sound of surprise that wiped the smile from his lips as he staggered backwards, falling to his knees. As swiftly as her movements would allow her, she retrieved her armour and keeping to the shadows made her way from the fortress. A sharp whistle left her lips as she reached the edge of the mire, calling the attention of her hound who joined her with haste as Lucian's cries of rage rang through the air.

She ran for what felt like miles, blindly making her way through the grassy mire until she felt she could go no further and stopped, leaning against a rotting stump to catch her breath. Her hound circled the area in search of threats before returning and nudging her gently in a warning that they'd best keep moving. "Your right." she gave a exasperated sigh, pushing herself into a standing position and continuing aimlessly through the marshy landscape. She'd never been allowed to leave the fortress, only ever venturing into the gardens unless accompanying Lucian on one of his endeavours, which meant she was glued to his side. She scoffed at the thought, a woman who felt like a child, unsure and afraid of the world around her, though unsurprising given the life she had led, it troubled her none the less.