"Never have I seen such an innocent little sweetling." He thought to himself. And he shall see her with no other man but him.
Meria's P.O.V.
I slowly crack my eyes open and realize that I have a massive head ache. Few moments later as I start to regain my consciousness pain kicks in to my arms and legs. As I try to move, I feel stiff. Looking down I see my thigh with a huge gash gushing blood. I yelp and start to panic while looking around in the dark room with the smell of wet mold. I try to move my arms a bit, they're tied. I squint my eyes to focus my view and feel something dry on my forehead. Probably blood. My breathing quickens as the pain takes all over my helpless body. I feel sick.. I think I'm going to puke.
"You're awake. Thought you'd be." I hear a strong voice booming from somewhere in this facility.
"Where am I?" I ask with my shaky weak voice.
"I told my men to be gentle with you, seems like they didn't understand me, I'll have a word with them, my dear." He replies completely ignoring my question.
"Tell me where the hell am I?!" I raise my voice to show him and myself that I'm not teriffied.
"Now now, you won't be raising your voice at me, little darling." He warned. His voice was so calm so unsettling, yet kind of soothing.
"Show yourself at least." I pleaded waiting for some sort of sign of where he could be.
Then I hear some ruffling and shuffling and it is getting louder each step that he takes. Oh God, protect me.
The shuffling stops and I know he's here, I just can't summon my courage to look at him. I see his shoes. He's right in front of me. I slowly start raising my head. He's wearing dark blue jeans a neat top and oh.. The first thing that caught my eyes was his icy blue ones. Even in the dark it's clear. Clear as water.
He crouches down to me as I lower my head. I feel his cold fingers lift my chin up but I avoid his gaze.
"Look at me." I do not comply. And I will not.
He let's go of my chin and grabs my jaw holding it tight in place.
"Look. at. me." He said clenching his jaw. I finally give in. He smiles and let's go of my jaw leaving a pulsing pain behind.
"What's your name, my dear?" I keep quiet. He scares me, he's intimidating, he's dominating the situation he is completely in control. He probably always is. He always gets his way. But I don't want to be the weak one here. I want to show him that I can fight too.
He sighs and smiles again. His smile.. Is evil. He is evil. He traces his hand down to my thigh where the open wound still oozing blood is, that's probably the reason I'm so light headed and.. Bold. Since I never go against the order..
"My, my.." He hums.
I watch his hand carefully fearing his actions when he slowly but steadily puts his thumb inside the gash. I scream. What else can I do.
"You are being difficult.. And it bores me." He presses his thumb inside the gash more as I scream again.
"You know what I like to do to the people that bore me?" He circles his thumb in my wound while watching it.
"Well, actually, you'll know soon enough. But sometimes I let my hounds play with them. But that's not a pretty sight afterwards. And the mess.." He sighs and stops moving his thumb. Then looks at me and smiles again.
"Now let's try one more time, shall we? What is your name?" I don't hesitate this time. It may be that his threats are empty and just to frighten me, but maybe it is real. And his intentions are very real.
"M-Meria.." I stutter out.
He takes his time seeming to be deep in thought.
"Is that your full name? I'd like to know your real name, darling."
I take deep breaths thinking that I'm about to pass out.
"N-Nymeria.. But everyone calls me Meria for short."
He smiles again. He's pleased.
"Nymeria.. That's a good pet name. Don't you think, pet?" I'm on the verge of passing out almost deaf to the words he's saying, but the word 'pet' stuck to me. That's who I will be to him. A pet.
"Y-yes." I answer shortly. He takes his thumb out of my gash and with the same hand caresses my cheek smearing blood all over.
"We shall see soon." He stands up and walks out.
Never have I seen such vile man who I am to be with.
