The Demon's Bride

Scarlet Hair And Blue Eyes As a Slave-I

The year 1832.

Mythical beings have co-existed with humans for more than a thousand and a half years. They were viewed conflictingly from one eye to another. Some agreed to co-exist with them but some want to have nothing with them. And in a small village in Runalia where only humans lived, the night came around again.

Breeze wind playfully blew over the trees and the golden Moon shone upon the dark bringing the shadow to the people and her surroundings into a terrifying figure in the little girl's eyes. The moon was wide, she could never understand why it only appeared when the sky turned dark or why it always followed her even though it didn't move.

Today, the night felt even frightening than usual, perhaps it was because of the fact that her aunt brought her out in the middle of the night. A young girl like her, couldn't understand the reason but she was more sensitive to the hampering future. She shifted her gaze from the moon, looking at the run down carriage with a separate container at the back that was covered with a white tent made out of a sack.

Three men stood in front of the carriage chatting something in a rage that was muted from the young girl's side. She glanced around in bewilderment and fear, playing her bare little toes on the cold ground in agitation.

Suddenly she heard a sound of laughter from over her shoulder but felt afraid to look at the source and faced up to her aunt who was wearing a tattered brown dress. As her aunt was taller than her and because of the scarce light, she couldn't, clearly see the expression her aunt was wearing. But from the shouting of the men and her aunt, she was sure it was certainly not a good expression for her to stare at.

The girl looked down back at her small feet before glancing over her back to see her aunt's house. Since she could remember, her eyes had always glued down to the floor, never looking up to the sky nor the faces of the people who talked to her. Her mother told her that she was cursed since her birth. Her father ran away with her little brother and in the end, her mother also left her to live with her aunt.

It wasn't her first time living with her aunt. This was the fifth time, some of them were blood-related and some weren't. The one who adopted her now was her second aunt from her father's side or in another word, her real blood-related aunt. She had been working well in the previous households, making sure to not make a single mistake that could end up with her being thrown aside again. But hard work wasn't enough, at least to her aunts' and uncles' eyes.

"Then, we will be taking the child with us ." Suddenly, one of the rough-looking men spoke before tugging the collar to her dress.

The pulling the back of the ragged dress near her collarbone, her small neck caught in between harshly, making her gasp for air while struggling to break free from the man's hand. Tears hovered on her blue eyes as she choked. Her aunty pulled her hand to stop the man. "Wait!"

The young girl drew out a small breath in relief as the man stopped. It seemed that her aunt hasn't discarded her yet and still had a small corner in her heart for her. But her hope was completely shattered as soon as she heard her aunt's next words.

"I have signed the contract. Give me the money first  and you could take the girl for good." Her aunt, Angelica spread out her palm in demand.

"Tch." One of the men clicked his tongue. "Woman, how come you are so demanding? Can't you use your fucking ears? I told you that when this girl had been auction then we will pay you back."

"And how could I believe your words?" Angelica crossed her arm to hump.

"If you can't believe our words then, would you try to die first?!" The man threatening voice thundered next to the girl's ears, making it rang loudly to the point that she became dizzy.