The Cube

Chapter three

I see him smoking a cigarette from the royal stash. His lips are freshly stiched from being ripped off. His puff is slow he hangs onto it like a lost part of his soul. He blows out the smoke with no movement in his eyes it's dull to emotions. I welcome him with a cup of coffee. He Stokes a fire to keep some elders in the camp warm. One of them coughs and he was dead before I blinked. "Why are you smoking for?"
"My sister died in childbirth in a tribe this morning baby didn't make it either." He stomps the ashes into the ground.
"I'm going to go talk to some soldiers..."
"YOU'll never get me alive!!!!" The woman screams.
"We already did now shut up..."
They have her chained up.
"What's your name?" I ask.
"Nazia of the western tride my father's Dauxtra..." She sobs.
"What do they plan doing with you?" I ask.
"A firing Squad is nothing compared what they're gonna do to me..."
"I'm gonna Unchain you..." I
Assure quietly.
"Come with me!" She asks
"you'll be in a lot of trouble!" She shouts.
"Alright..."
We steal back our horses and race. "They're getting away your highness..."
"Let her go it's the other one I want..." He scolds.
"What if she dies out there?"
"She'll of likely had an heir by force not my problem!" He shouts shooting an hour towards a warning signal for all his tribe members.
A silver bullet goes straight through the girls back. She falls to a solemn hopeless ground flooding the ground in blood.
A horse races me he's wearing a white uniform with tails with a white mask He has crystal blue eyes Like diamonds off a woman's married hand. He kicks my horse. I stare into his eyes not backing down.His white hood almost like pure marble. He draws back an arrow .The tip made of metopmorphic rock and Flint. The sound of the force drove me to rush away but the arrow launched me off my horse.
I woke up in a cottage with him tending my wounds his mask is of he is a handsome man strong he dabs some medicine on my wound kissing my chest sensuously so much it made me feel erect for a woman.
"Your gonna be ok..." He says softly.
"I stopped you cause you were with the most dangerous person in the world you have to be careful now." He asks.
He has Jade colored hair but I still haven't noticed that Im still looking at his delicious chest.
"Sorry ..." He says watching me drool.
"Here's your dinner."
"Milk...and potato soup?" I ask.
"There's more in the cauldron if you want more."
I was grabbing a second bowl of soup when he came to sit next to me.
A tooth necklace hanging on his sensual chest his abs tight and hard like rocks."Sorry,My Name is Amoran of the Southern Rebel tribe near mead locks run.
What's left of moundsville.Is what he's talking about...
"When I was young I didn't Think  the world would be such a nasty place but now I see it's just a mess." He cries.
His lips feel like velvet and now I don't want to stop. A man with black hair and brown eyes and a grumble that would waste away a perfectly cooked meal even in these times." Alright,Amoran We have to go now..."he scolds.
"Alright !" He shouts grabbing my mouth.
"You know how much money she's worth to her tribe members?" Amoran asks.
"You know how much money she's worth to the east gold tribe..." His associate asks.
"Way more!" They agree.
Im trying to scream I bite Amoran's hand so I can scream but who would hear me. A heard of sheep pass through and a mysterious man in Black Armor with a red cape that's looks like it's been dipped in fresh blood.
Bang!!!
Twice... You could hear it for miles. The man ushers me on his horse without making a sound. Taking me back to a familiar camp. He rips off my restraints and screams.
"Did he take you!"
"What?" I question.
"Answer the fucking question!" The man shouts.
"No,he just kissed me."
"Colonel mount of every soldier we're going to war!"
"War Adrias, haven't there been enough wars!"
He slaps me. "Put her in a cell."