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Chapter 7: Let the Fun Begin
Marth watched his Pit and Robin vanished before his eyes, his face a mixture of relief and sorrow, and if wasn't hard to see why. He was officially alone with a stranger who knee everything about him...but Marth knew nothing about him. He kept his eyes on Ezra as he walked back into the cell. "I applaud you for not escaping," Ezra started before slowly coming upon Marth, even though Marth was taller. "But it was quite stupid."
"Watashi wa teitaku ni modoru koto wa dekimasen. (I can't go back to the manor)" Marth sighed to himself before Ezra lunged forward and grabbed Marth's wrist, pinning him to the wall with strength that suprised even Marth.
"Now you're only speaking your native tongue. Quite the stubborn one you are...but no matter. You're mine now." The shorter male tightened his grip, causing the bluenette to let out a little hiss of pain. "Now. I think we should have some fun with you."
"So, does anyone know why Ezra wants Marth?" Reflet asked, looking at Ike, but the group shook their heads no.
"But Marth is stubborn as a rock so I doubt he'll get much out of him."
"That's true," Robin butted in, "But he still has blackmail for Marth."
"How?" Ike asked before leaning against the bedpost, trying to hide his anxiety.
"Us," she simply replied while gesturing around the room. "But specifically you and her." She gestured to Lucina, who's head snapped up from her daydream.
"So what do you suggest that we do then? Because we are all blackmail for Marth."
"We still have to rescue him either way. So I say we just go. The six of us could easily take him on-"
"But what about Ezra's leverage?" Reflrt asked, cutting Pit off.
"Leverage-shemverage! If you keep coming up with statistics then we'll never save him! So let's stop making excuses and just save him!" A smile crept up on Pit's face as the others stood and nodded.
"Pit's right. We just need to go. Now let's!" Robin cheered as everyone went out the door, Lucina and Ike trailing. But the door slammed in the bluenette's faces before they could walk out. The duo then heard a sizzle of sorts before Lucina gasped.
"Reflet! What gives!?"
"...I'm sorry guys...but it's for your own good-"
"What own good?!" Ike yelled on the other side of the door, and if he could see the other side, he would've seen Reflet jumped.
"...It's your feelings towards the prince. You can't just go into a blind rage."
"Who says that he will, Reflet? He's a mercenary for a reason." They waited for a moment, but he never answered the question.
"...Your weekly letter from your sister's here Ike." He slipped it under the door before the mercenary and princess heard his footsteps getting softer and softer.
"That's odd..." he mumbled to himself. "I got Mist's letter yesterday." He opened the letter before scanning through it. Then he smiled and chuckled lightly.
"Lucina," he started, catching the female's attention. "There's a way to best the others and get to Marth faster."
"But how?" she asked, getting up and attaching her sheath to her hip. Ike flailed the letter in the air before opening the balcony window.
"Follow me."
"Watashi wa anata ni watashi o ichido ni ikitai (I demand you let me go at once)!" Prince Marth yelled, struggling against the two guards holding his arms.
"You see Marth...I would, but you're not my prince. And give up the Japanese act. It's driving me insane." The prince growled, but obliged nonetheless.
"What do you even want with me, Ezra? First you kidnapped my friends and then you come after me, you have to have a reason."
"Well, I don't have to, but I do. Tie him up!"
"Wha-" Before the young prince could comprehend what was going on, he felt his back hit something hard. He then felt thick, corse ropes wrap around his wrist, causing him to gnash his teeth to prevent him from crying out. He started to struggle, delaying the amount of time it took for his bonds to ne completed, but he felt smooth metal against his neck in the midst of it all.
"Keep struggling and my sword might slip," Ezra chuckled as their eyes locked and Marth let out a growl. "Good prince. Continue." He sat back and watched as longer rope wrapped around his torso, preventing any movement of his arms, same with his legs.
He started to struggle again, but it was no use. He couldn't move his limbs, no matter how hard he tried. Ezra laughed before walking up to the prince and grabbing his chin. "Now my prince. I think that we should have some fun with you." Marth's breath hitched in his throat as Ezra drew closer to the prince, their noses now touching. "No worries, nothing sexual, but fun nonetheless. To me at least."
In one smooth motion, Ezra had walked away from the bound prince and tied a white cloth around his mouth, muffling him effectively. "Now, the whip please." The one guard left in the room placed a whip in Ezra's hand. Marth gulped and tried his best to hide his fear, but failed.
"Don't worry Marth. I just want to hear your screams of pain, then I'll be done." He raised the whip and Marth shut his eyes, but he never felt impact. He heard Ezra sigh and then walk out of the room. What the...What's going on out there? There's no way he could just...leave.
Sure enough, he was right and Ezra came back in the room, leaving the door slightly ajar. "I figured that whipping you wouldn't get me what I wanted. So I'm taking a new route. This shall do nicely." With those words, the door opened.
Please don't hurt me! I know that you probably hate the cliffhanger...but oh well. Wait til next time.
Comment on who or what you think is behind the door.
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