The Demon's Bride

Scarlet Hair And Blue Eyes As a Slave-II

The woman felt insensitive for asking such a question to the girl and continued. "Of course, you wouldn't be alright. Sorry, that was dense of me. However, it's better for you not to cry aloud, or else those evil men from before would come back with punishments."

The girl nodded her head vigorously and pursed her lips. Her last wish was to be whipped by those men's whip. Once her uncle once also beat her with a horsewhip and she would rather do anything than getting the same pain on her back.

"I'm Arian, what's your name girl?"

"I- My na-" The girl covered her chapped lips and coughed a few times in succession. Her throat felt dried up as though sands were stuck in between when she tried to speak.

After two days of riding the carriage, the merchants weren't any kinder than her aunt and gave her only a mouthful of water a day. She also didn't eat neutering for two days, making her head feel dizzy. She was used to being forbid from eating and drinking and told to only work but the last time she properly eat and drink, the little girl herself couldn't even remember.

"Are you alright?" Hearing how rouge she coughed that sounded as though blood could slip out from her lips, Arian raised her hushed voice slightly.

The young girl rubbed her neck where she could feel it hurts. "My throat is very dry. It hurts."

"They must've been giving the same treatment for us to a young girl like you. " Arian said with a sloping sad frown.

"My name is Elise. Nice to meet you, Arian." Elise greeted lightly with the same whisper. She looked around at the other girls who had been laying low without greeting her unlike Arian a bit worried.

The person before in the corridor who had lost her blood to the floor still remained in her head. She had seen someone died out of losing blood and knew that losing blood wasn't a good thing. Although she knew she could have had the same fate as the woman before, she felt even more worried for them than herself.

Arian read between her expression and comforted. "You don't need to worry, they're not dead... yet." She said the last words faintly but Elise could hear it clear enough to make a startled expression.

"It isn't a good thing to be alive here too. Perhaps they're just meeting God a bit faster than us." Arian hoped that her words could do some encouragement a little.

"Where are we...?" Elise steered their conversation smoothly.

"You don't know where you are?" Arian replied with another question. Her first thought was the girl must've been either kidnapped or sold by her own relative that she didn't know she had been trafficked to become a slave.

"We are at the slavery trading building, the largest one in Ulriana."

"U- Ulriana?" Elise's blue eyes widened.

"Do you also don't know where Ulriana is?"

"No... I know..." Elise a long time ago, heard the scholars stopped by the village to discuss how large and far the Ulriana was. If her memory doesn't fail her small head, Ulriana was the closest town to the capital of the land.

Her home, the small village was very far from Ulriana and it took two days until she arrived at the slave cell. Wondering how she could ever go back home, Elise clasped her palms to pray.

"Then, do you know what a 'slave' mean?" Arian asked to see the girl shaking her head innocently.

"Slave is us, the person who would be sold until a buyer comes and become our master."

Unable to sentenced out the girl's life, Arian broke free from the girl's large eyes and drew out a few breaths. "If they become our master, we should forever obey them. If we don't, they would kill us in the worst case."