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Mind turmoil
The voice of the king lingered in my mind, still hurting desperatly. The maid undressed me and rubbed my hot skin with a cool cloth.
"Making such a journey on horseback, how reckless miss..."
The voice of the woman helped me back to my senses and I opened my eyes slighlty. Slipping a long nightgown over my trembling form, the woman helped me into bed and left a small candle on the dresser. She then left silently and I heard the lock of the door turn, keeping me safe for the night. I turned on my side and felt the urge to cry. I was traumatized. That man had hurt me so deeply, mercilessly ripping my mind and thoughts.
While he tortured me, I could see his mind, black and cold and purely evil. It was harm in it's purest form. What he had done to me, I wished it to no one else ever. It was like being invaded in your own body, feeling your control slipping and the other being filling you with itself. Filling you with ice and darkness. I had thought I would die then. He had forced me so brutaly, with such strenght.
Tears loomed at the corner of my eyes but I swallowed them back. I had made a promise that I wouldn't cry anymore. Silently, I let my eyes close and slipped into a light sleep filled with nightmares and the evil sneer of the High King.
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I saw him carry her into the room and immediatly noted the sings on her face. He had assaulted her, very strongly and mercilessly. I sighed and layed in the dark, waiting for the servant to leave and for her to fall asleep. When she finally slipped in the darkness, her sleep was agitated and she kept moaning and screaming lightly. I stepped out from the shadows and walked carefully towards the bed. The vision I had then tore at my heart and brought tears to my eyes.
Long black hair spreading like a fan on the pillow, white as milk skin and shapes who would make any normal man loose his senses. The angel that kept turning and tossing in the bed was covered in sweat and the paleness of her skin was accented by her precarious condition. Tears crept from under her tightly shut eyelids and soft cries escaped her opened lips. He had kissed her also, I could see by her swollen lower lip. It was his favorite way to make them surrender definetly...
"Oh brother, what have you done..." I whispered as I sat near her, placing my hand against her damp forhead.
She instantly quieted and her breathing became more and more regular. I let my hand trail down her hair before removing it and watched her settle in a deep sleep before returning to the shadows. On my fingers, the silky perfume of her being tickled my nostrils. My brother had harmed her in a way even my touch couldn't heal completely. But far was he from that knowing that this fallen angel was of our kind... She was, perhaps, the one we were waiting for so long... The divine one that fell from the heavens and that will take us all back with her, or at least, save our kind...
"Mommy... Dad...Dad... DAD!"
I stopped in my steps and listened as hard as I could. The girl was trashing in her sleep once more and was calling out to her parents, most probably... I couldn't help but to turn back and settle down beside her once again. I took her hand in mine and she suddenly stopped tossing and turning. This time, I held to her grasp and was amused to see a childish smile spread across her features.
"Daddy... you're back..." she whispered at the limit of the human perception and fell deep asleep.
"Sleep little angel. Your battle has just started and your enemy is great."
Without thinking, I bent down and kissed her closed eyes. She moaned a bit but didn't wake. Still beaming, her smile accompanied me as I walked back to the darkness of the cell I had occupied for the last fourteen years...
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I know this looks like another Man in the Iron mask thing
but it's not gonna last long! I just had this idea for the plot and
it changed everything's perspective! See ya in the next chapter!