THIS IS MY FIRST FAN FIC!! Please Read and Review if you like it so far or if it sucks - Shanix
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Nasuada lay on the cold stone floor struggling against the chains that tore at her wrists. She was alone in a stingy cell, which offered nothing but dread and fear.
The nightmare of the day played itself out in Nasuada's head like a cheap horror movie: The battle of Surda, the murder of her guards, the pool murky-red blood, a 'surprise' visit from the traitor Murtagh and then her capture…Nasuada was dazed. She soon fell into an uneasy sleep only to be awoken by pain.
Something had slammed into her right side causing a sharp agony in her ribs. She jaggedly sat up brushing locks of her midnight black hair from her deep almond coloured eyes. Her wrists were still bound by the heavy chains which dug into her skin. She then focused her gaze on the ruthless man whom had dared to touch her.
There in front of her stood a man, stubble clung to his face like a disease, he was also quite tall, he looked to be in about his thirties and was fully armoured, carrying a sword which seemed to look like a weapon of mass destruction. His cold glare appeared to be chocking Nasuada as his face and features looked fit and strong. His grip of the hilt of the sword tightened as he started to speak.
"Ahhh, what have we here? Lady Nasuada or should I say Varden scum!" the man smirked, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down in his throat disgustingly, showing signs that his mouth was dry and bitter, telling her that he had a better insult than 'Varden scum' but he had held his tongue.
"I thought that the council of elders were a much smarter band of folks, but they had proven me wrong! Insulting the greatest king that ever lived by putting a teenager as the leader of the resistance, your people make me sick!" spat the man.
"Sick?" questioned an enraged Nasuada.
"You and your people have burnt down villages, raided capital cities, slit the throats of the innocent, abused the meaning of human rights, and stole from even the very poor… Isn't it my people who should be feeling sick? For a king such great to commit such crimes so low?" Nasuada hissed through clenched teeth.
Nasuada looked up at the mans cold steely eyes as they erupted in to flames of infuriation. Nasuada's ebony coloured skin crawled with fear. Had she gone too far?
"Say any more and you will be talking to king Gallatorbix of what you have said, in a few more moments you will be speaking to him any way, pleasure meeting you!" The man in the armour nodded and headed off cursing under his breath.
He then whispered a few words to the guards whom had the job to make sure she stayed in her cell and then walked off not looking back.
Nasuada looked down at her self, she looked a wreck. Her beautiful sunshine yellow dress was torn in all the wrong places. Her arms dusted with dirt, she felt disgusted of her self her knees and legs scared with scratches and bruises.
"Tap…Tap…Tap" there was a soft rapping on the door and Nasuada head suddenly shot upwards in sudden alertness. Someone was rapping on the cell door, who could it be?
The cell door then slowly opened to show a girl around about her age. She had long brown chestnut coloured hair and beautiful moss green eyes. Her pale arms gently shut the door behind her. The girl was wearing a loose fitting dress the colour of coffee cream with complimenting slippers she was ofcourse one of Gallatorbix's servant girls.
"Lady Nasuada…Its a pleasure meeting you, My name is Adaliah. I have heard a lot about you and how you've conquered Lord Gallatorbix not once but many times." The girl whispered her voice was soft and warm it sounded as she was the type of girl who obeyed her mothers orders without disobedience. Nasuada's eyes smiled in sync with her plum coloured lips, Finally she thought to her self I've got company it's so lonely down in this dirty cell ... and she's a girl about my age this is so cool I can ask her about how her life her in the castle and she looks completely sane, unlike the guards outside protecting my cell.
"Hello I am Lady Nasuada but you can call me Nasuada, lovely to meet you Adaliah, as you can see I am a prisoner with nothing to do so I am extremely happy Gallatorbix has sent someone sane to talk to, being isolated is not easy!" Nasuada whispered in the same tone as Adaliah. Adaliah smiled at this but then her smile turned upside down into a frown.
"I not here to chat milady… but I have come in Sire Gallatorbix's orders. I have to make sure you look appropriate and clean to meet the king. His majesty, king Gallatorbix had requested you take a bath then get into some clean clothes. You have moved from this cell in to a proper bedroom equipped with a bathroom." spoke Adaliah, from her relaxed self she immediately turned rigid as she spoke the orders.
"Oh… Well it doesn't matter." replied Nasuada glumly.
"Well just because I am your new maid doesn't mean I can talk to you!" snapped Adaliah pointing her finger and shacking it up and down while pouting her mouth, jokingly acting like a stubborn mother. Nasuada giggled.
"Thankfully I do not have a stubborn old woman as a maid," Nasuada smiled.
"Who are you calling old woman?" asked Adaliah continuing her act of an old maid.
"But what about these shackles, there not going to come off by themselves are they?" asked Nasuada miserably.
"Well we just have to fix that!" replied Adaliah cheerfully and with that she walked out of the cell and to the guards protecting the cell. Nasuada saw Adaliah's lips move quite fast as she spoke to the guards, was this fear? The guards then nodded and then they passed Adaliah a small silver rusted key Adaliah took the key gratefully and then walked back into the cell Nasuada lay. Nasuada heard one of the guards wolf whistle at Adaliah and surprisingly found that Adaliah responded with what seemed to be a death stare, which suited her very well.
Adaliah bent down when she was close enough to Nasuada and place the small key into the keyhole and twisted the key gently three times.
"Clank!" sounded the chains as they unbound Nasuada's wrists. Nasuada then rubbed her wrists thoughtfully.
"Do the male guards always act around the females like that?" asked Nasuada so quiet it was barely audible, she didn't want the guards to here just in case.
"The males guards? Ph… they're a pathetic bunch of losers. They whistle at any woman they see and have made many women whores or sluts. I you ask me all of the women who work close enough with Gallatorbix are sluts. I guess your thinking, am I a slut? Well the answer is no. I have been forced to work for Gallatorbix as a maid for my town was burnt down to the ground for rebelling against the kingdom. Heaps of my people died and the survivors either ran away or were captured. I was one of the unfortunate. I was trapped in my own home my mother died instantly of fatal burns and my brothers and sisters were captured along with me. A few weeks later they found my fathers body, he was killed with an arrow through his head and body parts were missing... From that day on I preyed to god that some day all us innocent people will get our revenge." Adaliah put on a fake and weak smile. Nasuada bowed her head as a plea of forgiveness for asking such a personal question.
"It's alright, as long as we have a rebelling force that is successful and fair, who strive to help the innocent and poor, who strive to look after the people who have suffered the most, then I forgive you. You know Lady Nasuada you bring us all hope, for a better future with out war, madness, crime, poverty. When all of us women found out you were here, the news spread like a surge of water in a desert. Everyone wanted to be your maid or even get a chance to say 'hi' or stand in the exact spot you've stood. I wish one day I could be such an influence to people too." Adaliah looked meaningful as she said each of the words with special emphasis and enthusiasm while saddened at the most painful parts of her speech.
Nasuada was speechless was she this much of an effect? No one had ever complemented her like that, not even the council of elders, the only nice thing anyone of them has ever said to her was either 'nice job' or 'great'. Well the sleepless nights of working hard and those huge head, heart aches have paid off… Nasuada thought.
"You don't have any idea of what your kind words mean to me, Adaliah. Now I know all the work I have been doing is worth it, I am actually influencing people and changing lives." Nasuada replied thoughtfully. Adaliah was like a long lost sister to Nasuada and she like her company very much.
"Well… Lady Nasuada lets not waste our time and sit here. Your dress is awfully ripped and dirty as well, so we better go and get you cleaned up before an angry guard comes up and decides to lock us both up!" replied Adaliah cheekily.
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