He circles around me. A sly smile on his face. I grimace as he steps closer to my broken form. His grabs my arm and yanks me up to my feet. But I'm too weak and my knees give out, resulting in him holding me up.
"We then, I guess we'll have to keep you up my way."
He says, his smile turning sinister.
He grips my hair and starts to drag me to the wall. My scalp is covered in Searing hot pain. I want to scream but I will Never give him the satisfaction. Warm tears of pain roll down my cheeks, making the man snicker. He grips my wrists and chains them to the wall behind me, then repeats the process on my ankles.
He stands up straight and looks at me, appreciating his handy work. He walks forward and caresses my cheek, I squeeze my eyes shut as my body starts shaking.
"There's the scared fool, of a little girl I know." He says with a chuckle before moving on.
"You could have just given yourself to her and you wouldn't be in this position. You would have been happy standing by her side. And maybe one day you'd stand on the Dias and assist in commanding your people."
He tsk's his tongue disapprovingly
"But this scared little girl decided it was okay to try and take over the thro-"
I cut him of by saying
"It's mine and you know it. I am the true heir, and she is only an imposter."
He pulls back his fist and punches me in the stomach. I whimper in fear for the child I am carrying. The life I was trying to protect. And I'm failing.
He grabs a dagger and drags it against my arms and stomach all the way down to my half bare thighs. I bite my tongue to hold in the screams, soon I taste blood.
I spit it at his face, angering him further. He grabs my onyx hair and slams my head against the cold stone wall. Finally he hears his wanted scream soon the world goes dark.
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I scream and scream as the dream plays on. My newborn baby girl lays next to me breathing evenly and calmly, asleep. The fact that I almost lost her breaks my heart. The torture and words ring on. I almost brought death upon my unborn child all because I had came out to the world as the lost queen of Andara.
Jance comes running into the room, frantic and scared, he rushes over to me shaking me awake. I lose a blood curdling scream as my conscious regains, my screams turn into sobs as I recall those horrid months of pain. Jance collects me in his arms, and whispers calming words in my ear. I don't hear them though I only hear my screams, and the crow of laughter that came from my aunt. Jance rubs my back and pats my bum for comfort, again I don't feel it I only recall the warm blood that rushed down my arms torso and legs the day the man broke my soul and almost killed my leanbh.(baby in Irish 'Gaelic')
I wallow in the silence whilst clinging to Jance like he was my life line.
🖤🖤🖤
~Rylee Nicole~
