Fallen (Being rewritten - Sorry about the wait!)

Aftermath

"Good . Take her inside, see to it that she is properly dressed in an hour's time. Tonight, we feast!" Jake swiveled around on his heel and stalked away through the crowds of cheering soldiers.

Rough hands grabbed onto my tattered clothes, pulling me up, pushing me back towards the true Hell.

The cold cobblestone burn my bare feet, and I shiver from the close proximity of all these men and women. Black, soot filled snow falls through the air, the smell of smoke and sweat infiltrate my nose, making me wrinkle it to try to purge the putrid smell from my nostrils. Cheers and jeers came from all sides, small objects being pelted at us.
I rub my head from where a small pebble had glanced off.

I haven't been outside in so long and it's this horrible? Disgusting.

The little knot where I had knotted the little trinket I taken from that shop bounces against my skin. The hard knot of dread in my stomach grows with every hop I take towards the palace. I stumble up the steps, slipping on the slick surface.

The large doors are pushed open and I'm hurried inside. Maids grab a hold of me and push and pull me up the steps and back down the labyrinth of halls.

As we pass, I catch a glimpse of the window I shattered. Fragments of glass hang off the sides, I can feel the sting from the scratches and cuts the glass gave me now. Blood drips from them, staining my shirt, and dripping onto the floor. My wing still hurt, I can barely stand up. If they maids weren't holding me up, I'd probably collapse. It seemed too fast as we stumble inside a large room, even larger than the one I had at Daniel's.

A copper colored bed sat on top a four-poster crystal frame. Gold twirled and swooped within the crystal, popping out of the top and forming a bow, the ends falling to the ground. Dark blue silk covered the walls, falling in a waterfall of color.

The maids looked at each other with worry as I stumbled and fell onto the soft pale green carpet. I curled my fingers into the carpet, clutching at the shaggy strands. My body shook with un-shed sobs.

The pain of being his was worse than all his methods of torture. The guilt that I had agreed to be his in my moment of weakness appalled me.

How could I agree to something so horrid? You should be together, you are no better than his is, if not worse.

A timid voice cut through my depression and misery. "Miss Myria, if you're done, we need to take care of you."

I sigh, before struggling to my knees.
"Take care of me then, unlike you did last week." I hold out my arms and stare at the trembling maid's forehead.

"T-T-that was because our Lord told us to give you the bare minimums." she says.

"I'm not going to hurt you, just get me ready for my date with the devil."

The maids gasp.

"The Lord is not a devil!" A bolder maid said, "He's the most handsome, kindest fallen ever." her voice grows into a whisper of dreaming, as her eyes shine with unadulterated infatuation.

The most handsomely evil, kindest demon for a fallen. Oh, wait, even demons are kinder than him. And most of the demons I've met are extremely mean.

I shrugged my shoulders. "Just get me ready, will you?"

My clothes were tugged off my body and replaced by a blue dress. I twirled in front of the full-length mirror, admiring the dress, even though I'd be wearing it in front of Jake.

The sky blue material fluttered around me, wide ribbons served as straps that hugged my shoulders, their ends meeting at the base of my wings before fluttering to the ground.

Drops of silver connected the ribbons to the dress. Small triangles were cut into the dress at my waist, halving the sweetheart styled top from the wide, loose bottom, another drop of silver connecting the two.

A wide golden sash hung on my hip, a silver pendant decorating the otherwise plain surface.

"I look - pretty."

"You do, ma'am. There's only one thing left." The last maid, and the oldest, clipped another silver pendant to the dip in the middle of my top. "You're done now, the Lord prefers to see the real beauty of his women."

"She's not done yet!" The bolder maid shrieked. "We need to teach the fledgling the proper way to act before our Lord!"

The timid one nodded in agreement.

"I'm sure the Lord wouldn't mind, he always liked to keep things the way they're supposed to be." the older maid nodded at me. "He wouldn't appreciate it if we tampered with this one. He used his most-" she paused, searching for a word, "'Persuasive' methods. He has never taken a fallen's lifeline before."

"He hasn't?" I say.

The older maid shakes her head. "No, He hasn't. I don't know what came over the Lord, but he's been yelling in his ever since your arrival. Always shouting your name and asking why you left him. Why you preferred that scumbag to himself and screaming at himself for ever letting you go. Do you know what he was going on about?"

He was probably talking about the other trainee. He mentioned her earlier. And that scumbag wouldn't be hard to figure out.

"No, I don't. I'm sorry."

She just shrugs, disappointment tinting her green eyes. "It's fine. Now off you go!"

She shooed me from the room, the timid maid looking on with wide eyes, the bolder one was huffing and sulking, her arms crossed over her chest.

Stumbling, I fell into a pair of strong arms. The door slammed behind me, echoing of the walls of the hallway.

"Stupid maids, don't know how to treat things right."

I glance into Jake's eyes. "I thought I was to go to the dining room and meet you there."

Jake chuckles, pushing a lock of copper hair behind my ear. I resist the urge to slap his hand away.

"I couldn't wait to see my bride-to-be." he whispers, his voice deep and throaty.

I grimace at the thought of being his.

"You look beautiful in that dress, it brings out the color of your eyes. You'll have to wear it for our engagement party."

As if.

"What ever you wish, my Lord." I smile, hoping my grin didn't seem too grim. "Let us go and dine together."

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Well, I finally updated. That's good news. :}

What do you think of Myria and Jake's relationship?

That's all, short and sweet, short and sweet. :)

Love you guys, stay flyin'!

Clara

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