My name is Sharon Albright. Age 28 and married. But not to my knight in golden armor, no my knight is a nobleman. Someone who should be a knight in golden armor. But not after I got to know him. His known to the public. Well liked by many women. At one time, even me. But know living with him for almost 10 years, it hasn't been the greatest. I'm a mere pet being shown off.
My husband often goes away on trips. For what I'm not sure. It always something different. And by now, I really don't care. I stopped caring the minute he raised his hand to me. Yes, I'm beaten. When he is home, I'm his personal battering bag. But as a woman, I cant complain. I merely stand there, quiet, and listen to men talk.
This afternoon was quite interesting. I was walking in the garden with my maid, Alafia. She's a wonderful woman. She's always there when I need her. Whether its night or day. She's my best friend through all these rough times.
Today was a different day. I had walked all the way to the end of the garden and was looking out in the forest. Sitting near a tree was a young man. He was a mere youth. Even from where I stood, I could see he was quite tall. His hair was long and drawn back into a low ponytail. A red ribbon held it back. He wore a white dress shirt and black pants. His hair was a golden blonde with some red and even black. It was a beautiful mixture. His eyes were a light blue. They almost reflect the sky. He looked no older than 18, a man who should be married off, yet there he sat against the tree with no care in the world.
"Excuse me Sir?" I finally called, wondering if he heard me. I saw him turn to me, his blue eyes staring with awe.
He gathered his things, which I saw, he had been drawing. He walked over and bowed.
"Forgive me my Kyra, I knew not that someone lived on the land and was taken in by the woods" he stated taking my hand, and lightly kissed the back. A light kiss that gave me chills.
I smiled at him. "I guess I should bestir" he said, turning to walk around the fence that separated us.
"Wait" I called, gathering my skirts to run up beside him. He stopped and turned back to me. Running up to his side, I paused.
"There is no reason why you can not continue your drawings" I said to him. He smiled, his eyes twinkling.
"I take it my Kyra enjoys my company?" he asked and stared at the ground.
I felt my face heat up.
"I have no reason to kick you off the land, no harm has fallen upon it" I state looking around. Everything was as beautiful as before.
He simply nodded. "Yes, but it is improper for a unmarried man to be on the land of a married woman" he voiced and turned to keep walking.
Grabbing his shoulder, I had hoped to stop him, but instead, I tripped and started to fall. In a mere instant, I found myself against his chest and laying in his arms.
"Are you alright my Kyra?" he asked, looking down at me worriedly. I quickly sat up.
"Yes, I'm fine, thank you" I say quickly, embarrassed that I even fell. He watched me for a moment before smiling.
"Kyra, clumsy, you should be careful" he said with a grin.
Without thinking, I asked him to come inside. Though he was nervous, he walked in with me.
Alafia greeted me, her brown eyes watching the young man. Closing the door behind us, she followed us to the sitting room. Walking off to bring us some tea, I noticed he watched her closely.
"Is something wrong?" I asked looking to him. His eyes went to me. They sent a chill up my spine. How could someone have such blue eyes? But why did they make her feel so cold?
"Your maid, she is foreign?" he asked in a low tone. I nodded.
"Alafia came from a small village in Africa" I said watching him.
"I'm sure she loves to find she's a servant and not free" he commented.
"Well, there is nothing I can do, the law's say she has to be a servant, if not then she is to go to the fields, and I can not let that happen, she is far too kind" I state wondering what was on the boy's mind.
"You never told me your name, it's most impolite" I say after a minute that I didn't have anything to call him by.
He looked to me again. "My name is Aubrey, Kyra" he said finally.
"Aubrey what?" I asked. I couldn't just call him Aubrey. That was improper.
"I have no last name" he stated, glancing to the window's. His eyes watching around him ever so carefully.
"Alright, Aubrey..what may I do for you, you seem uncomfortable?" I asked wondering. His blue eyes went back to me.
"You have not told me your name Kyra?" he chided setting the cup of tea down. His fingers danced over the cups designs.
It was odd on how I felt. A strange chill went through me, almost as if I was freezing yet at the same time warm hands trailed over me. Wrapping my arms around myself, I shivered.
Aubrey looked up, titling his head to the side. "Are you alright Kyra?" he asked looking worried. I merely nodded. "Just a small cold chill is all, im fine" I said not wanting to let on that I was so cold.
Was it just me or was he cold too?
Alafia walked into the room with my cup. Pausing beside me, she knelt feeling my hands. "Madam, your hands are ice" she gasped, standing up. Walking across the room she grabbed a quilt and wrapped it around me. "Thank you Alafia" I chided with a smile to her. She smiled back. "You should not get so cold Madam, I wouldn't want you sick again" she said with a smile, pouring me some tea. I noticed Alafia watched Aubrey closely.
I leaned over to her. "Is there something wrong about him Alafia?" I asked in a low whisper. Alafia looked worriedly at me. "Something about him frightens me, Madam" she whispered in a quivering voice. "I promise, he wont hurt you Alafia" I say with assuring grin. Alafia leaned back, standing up.
"I think I should be going Kyra" Aubrey said suddenly, standing up, giving a slight bow to us. Quickly standing, I followed him out, wanting to say goodbye. Calling to him, his pace didn't stop. Nor did he call back to me.
Stepping out the door, I froze. He was no where in sight. I glanced down both ways of the street, searching for him. No sign of him.
How could someone so tall just vanish like that?
Thinking I might be losing my mind, I back stepped in the door and closed it.
"Are you alright Madam?" Alafia asked touching my arm. Why was I so cold? Why was her touch so cold? "He just disappeared Alafia like a ghost" I whispered.
"Come Madam, let's get you too bed, your far too cold, I'll make you some soup" Alafia said with a soft smile. Her arms wrapped around me. I clung to her for the warmth.
"Did I imagine him Alafia?" I asked as we ascended up the stairs. "No Madam, I saw him as well, but he had a strange presence about him, it frightened me." she voiced, looking at me with worried eyes. "What does that mean?" I asked curiously. "I don't know Madam" she whispered, opening the door to my bedroom. Walking over to the bed, she helped me change into a gown. Covering me, she smiled. "Try to rest, I'll be back in a bit with some soup" she said and walked out.
Feeling the warmth of the sheets and heavy quilt, I nestled down ready for sleep.
"Sharon" a voice said. My eyes shot open and I sat up quickly, looking around.
"Sharon" it whispered again.
"Whose there?" I said, growing scared.
"Sharon, why do you ignore me?" the voice asked.
"I..I don't know you" I said weakly. Who was talking to me? Why couldn't I see them?
"I've been here Sharon, watching you. Your all alone here. Your husband has no respect for you" it whispered, almost like it wanted to soothe me. But instead, it frightened me.
"How do you know of my husband?" I asked looking around the room. Hoping to find where the voice came from.
"I've known him a long time. He never respects women. He uses them so ill. He should be punished Sharon" the voice said. I could tell it was male. But of who, I didn't know. My mind couldn't place the voice.
"Its his life, let him ruin it, I don't care what he does" I said with a heavy heart. Even though I knew for years he had been cheating behind my back, it still hurt to admit the man I was supposed to be pure for, soiled our bedroom with other women.
"Let me take care of him Sharon, let me make sure he pays for those sins" the voice said, again in a comforting, soothing tone.
"How would you do that? I don't know you" I said confused. It was just a voice right? Just one in my head?
I heard laughter.
"I'm not in your head Sharon. And I can make sure he pays for such back-stabbing behavior to a woman like you" the voice said with some anger.
Should I agree?
What if the voice could do what it was saying? What if Kelious could be punished? Well he did deserve it.
"Alright, do whatever you want to him" I said out.
I heard almost hum sound.
"He will pay Sharon, I'll make sure of it" the voice said.
Could a strange voice punish someone? Touching my head I really felt like I was losing it.