Ianite's Daughter

Chapter 7

~•Two weeks later•~
I lie in the sand by the ocean, picking out shapes in the clouds. A bird lands on my stomach, chirping a song. I pick it up and hold it on my finger. It makes a distressed squeak and flies off. "My dear sister, your hiding places are not that exquisite." Dianite's voice mocks. I scramble to my feet. He stands only a few feet away. "You really should be more careful, especially since you have a lover now." He says. "Leave Jordan alone." I growl. He sighs. "Love really does sicken me. But, dearie, it's not him I'm here for, it's you. And as long as you come quietly, I will not harm your lover." He says. I look up at the house, where Jordan sleeps silently. He was up all night because Tucker needed help with something. "I can't leave." I say. He sighs again. "Then you give me no choice." He says. He snaps his fingers and Furia rises from the ground. He lunges at me and I dodge his attempt. Two Hellhounds leap from behind him and run at me. They tackle me and pin me to the ground. I protect my stomach, careful to keep that from Dianite. Furia stands over me. He whistles and the Hellhounds run off. He grabs my torso and throws me over his shoulder. "No, no! Please! Don't carry me like that!" I say. Furia stops. "I'll go with you. Just please don't carry me like that." I say. He sets me on the ground and I put my hands behind my back. He grabs them. Dianite looks at me suspiciously. I look down. "Take her to the dungeons." He says.
~•A very long time•~
Mianite erased my stay from every ones' memories to keep Jordan safe. I only got to see him once, and I had to sneak it in, not successfully I might add. I'm so weak, I might not be able to make it. Our little girl was born about a month ago, so at least both of my treasures are safe. Mianite snuck her out of here. Dianite is still oblivious, thanks to Mianite's cloaking spell on my torso. All I know, is that she is in Ianarea. Jordan doesn't know she exists, and it's all because of that dreadful Dianite. He may be my brother by blood, but he doesn't treat me like his sister. I managed to tell Jordan that I was trapped, and that he was the only one who could save me, but I have no clue when or if he's going to show up. The cold stone of the dungeon floor freezes the only blood I have left. I stare at the wall, praying for freedom and warmth.
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