Vione
The fortress was unlike anything I'd ever seen. It rose above the buildings, restating the supremacy of the Zaibach empire. As I stared from the balcony, I noticed how dreary everything seemed. It made me miss my home more than ever. "Not that much of a view, huh?"
I jumped in spite of myself. Partially because it wasn't Dilandau, but also because this man managed to sneak up on me without my noticing. "I apologize if I frightened you," he said civilly, "it was unintentional." The man was very tall, his skin was pale and his hair an off white. Where Dilandau's eyes burned intensely, this man's eyes were as cool and calm as his tone. "I assume you are the 'prized possession' that Dilandau keeps refering to." I felt my jaw tighten. I hated being refered to as a possession, it only made me feel inhuman.
"Not by my will," I said calmly, "I assure you." The man laughed a little. "I doubt Dilandau could have any woman of their own will," Folken said, "unless there were a price involved."
For a moment we were both silent, until the man spoke. "I hope I don't offend you in saying that it seems to me that you a more than worthy a possession of any man, at least from what I can tell." "My, how very flattering," said Dilandau, who had joined us unnoticed. "I'm curious Folken, was that compliment meant for her or for me?" Folken didn't answer at first, turning to go instead, but once inside, he turned and said "It was actually directed at her, but since she is...under your ownership, you can feel fortunate enough to have her. She's very lovely." Having said this, Folken turned and walked away.
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Thankfully, Dilandau had other business to attend to, which was why he commanded one of his men to show me to my room. It wasn't as if I completely disliked this Gatti, it was just that I didn't like how he was regarding me. I guess as a slave of Dilandau I was a step beneath him. This probabbly allowed for his attitude, or maybe it was because he felt this was somebody else's job. I didn't ask though. I was silent the entire time.
We stopped in front of the door. "Here it is," Gatti said, and with that, he walked off. I opened the door and found that the room was beautifully prepared. The bed had a flowery blanket and there were actually stuffed animals on it. I had another dresser with a brush and comb set to match, and my closet was fully furnished. The candles around me gave the room a fairy tale glow. To be honest, I have never been so confused in my entire life.
It wasn't until I sat on the bed that I realized how tired I was. I climbed in. Didn't I make the mistake of getting sleepy in a new place before? The thought crossed my mind, but I was too sleepy to care. If my darling master had wanted anything of me, he would have needed a bucket of ice, cold water to get it.
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I awoke to the sound of a knock at my door. The door opened and another soldier came in. He wasn't one of Dilandau's men because his armor was different. He deposited a tray of food at the foot of my bed. "Thanks," I said. He left without acknowledging what I had said.
"What a great place," I said sarcastically to myself, "And the friendliness just moves you to tears." I sighed. What was I expecting? This was the Zaibach empire. Since when was it known for warm welcomes? I ate the food with gusto, since going for long periods of times without food just didn't sit well with me. After I finished my meal, I decided, since no one had locked the door, to have a look around.
I peaked cautiously outside. There was no one in the hallway. I decided not to go the way I came, figuring I was more than likely to run into someone than by going the other way. Not too bright of me, huh?
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I don't think I had been out five minutes when I ran into some of Dilandau's underlings. They were both taller than me and they were both about my age, come to think of it, all of Dilandau's men were about my age. They positioned themselves to that there was one of them on either side of me.
"Well, well," said the one with white curly hair, "and where do you think you're going? Not trying to go some place you shouldn't, are you?" "N-No," I replied, "I...just wanted to take a look around. Am I allowed to do that or no?"
"Of course," said the other one, this one having reddish brown hair, "but not alone." He smiled, saying "This isn't exactly a place where a little thing like yourself should be walking around by yourself." I felt an uneasiness enter me as I looked from one to the other. "Well, if this place is as unsafe as you are suggesting, then perhaps I'd better get back to my room," I tried to go past the one that was in front of the way to my room, but he stepped in front of me. "What's wrong?" he asked gently, grabbing my arm. "Don't you want to spend time with us?" "I think she's being a little rude, Miguel," said the other one with a laugh, "don't you?" "Oh, definitely," Miguel replied, "To turn down our company so quickly. It hurts my feelings."
"Please let me go," I asked shakily, "I really want to go back to my room. Y-You can escort me there if you want to." "Oh no," said Miguel as the other one took my free hand, "I'd much rather escort you to my room, unless you prefer Guimel's. What do you think Guimel?" "Hmmm," he said, "She might feel more comfortable on my bed." There was no way I was going to let these two do what they were planning to do. Having to dodge Dilandau's advances was MORE than enough for me. I stepped on Guimel's foot and then kneed Miguel in the growing as hard as I possibly could. I managed to free myself and began to run as fast as I possibly could down the hall I had come. As I ran down the hallways, I was very conscious of the fact that they were behind me, and from the sound of their angry voices, I knew they were closing fast.
When I turned a corner, I slammed into someone. They gripped me as I struggled to get away. I was so hysterical that it was a few moments before I realized who had me: Dilandau. He looked at me, and then at his soldiers who stood breathlessly behind me. "What the hell is going on here?" he asked darkly.
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Uh oh, this doesn't look good. To be continued in next chappie. Byez! BP
The fortress was unlike anything I'd ever seen. It rose above the buildings, restating the supremacy of the Zaibach empire. As I stared from the balcony, I noticed how dreary everything seemed. It made me miss my home more than ever. "Not that much of a view, huh?"
I jumped in spite of myself. Partially because it wasn't Dilandau, but also because this man managed to sneak up on me without my noticing. "I apologize if I frightened you," he said civilly, "it was unintentional." The man was very tall, his skin was pale and his hair an off white. Where Dilandau's eyes burned intensely, this man's eyes were as cool and calm as his tone. "I assume you are the 'prized possession' that Dilandau keeps refering to." I felt my jaw tighten. I hated being refered to as a possession, it only made me feel inhuman.
"Not by my will," I said calmly, "I assure you." The man laughed a little. "I doubt Dilandau could have any woman of their own will," Folken said, "unless there were a price involved."
For a moment we were both silent, until the man spoke. "I hope I don't offend you in saying that it seems to me that you a more than worthy a possession of any man, at least from what I can tell." "My, how very flattering," said Dilandau, who had joined us unnoticed. "I'm curious Folken, was that compliment meant for her or for me?" Folken didn't answer at first, turning to go instead, but once inside, he turned and said "It was actually directed at her, but since she is...under your ownership, you can feel fortunate enough to have her. She's very lovely." Having said this, Folken turned and walked away.
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Thankfully, Dilandau had other business to attend to, which was why he commanded one of his men to show me to my room. It wasn't as if I completely disliked this Gatti, it was just that I didn't like how he was regarding me. I guess as a slave of Dilandau I was a step beneath him. This probabbly allowed for his attitude, or maybe it was because he felt this was somebody else's job. I didn't ask though. I was silent the entire time.
We stopped in front of the door. "Here it is," Gatti said, and with that, he walked off. I opened the door and found that the room was beautifully prepared. The bed had a flowery blanket and there were actually stuffed animals on it. I had another dresser with a brush and comb set to match, and my closet was fully furnished. The candles around me gave the room a fairy tale glow. To be honest, I have never been so confused in my entire life.
It wasn't until I sat on the bed that I realized how tired I was. I climbed in. Didn't I make the mistake of getting sleepy in a new place before? The thought crossed my mind, but I was too sleepy to care. If my darling master had wanted anything of me, he would have needed a bucket of ice, cold water to get it.
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I awoke to the sound of a knock at my door. The door opened and another soldier came in. He wasn't one of Dilandau's men because his armor was different. He deposited a tray of food at the foot of my bed. "Thanks," I said. He left without acknowledging what I had said.
"What a great place," I said sarcastically to myself, "And the friendliness just moves you to tears." I sighed. What was I expecting? This was the Zaibach empire. Since when was it known for warm welcomes? I ate the food with gusto, since going for long periods of times without food just didn't sit well with me. After I finished my meal, I decided, since no one had locked the door, to have a look around.
I peaked cautiously outside. There was no one in the hallway. I decided not to go the way I came, figuring I was more than likely to run into someone than by going the other way. Not too bright of me, huh?
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I don't think I had been out five minutes when I ran into some of Dilandau's underlings. They were both taller than me and they were both about my age, come to think of it, all of Dilandau's men were about my age. They positioned themselves to that there was one of them on either side of me.
"Well, well," said the one with white curly hair, "and where do you think you're going? Not trying to go some place you shouldn't, are you?" "N-No," I replied, "I...just wanted to take a look around. Am I allowed to do that or no?"
"Of course," said the other one, this one having reddish brown hair, "but not alone." He smiled, saying "This isn't exactly a place where a little thing like yourself should be walking around by yourself." I felt an uneasiness enter me as I looked from one to the other. "Well, if this place is as unsafe as you are suggesting, then perhaps I'd better get back to my room," I tried to go past the one that was in front of the way to my room, but he stepped in front of me. "What's wrong?" he asked gently, grabbing my arm. "Don't you want to spend time with us?" "I think she's being a little rude, Miguel," said the other one with a laugh, "don't you?" "Oh, definitely," Miguel replied, "To turn down our company so quickly. It hurts my feelings."
"Please let me go," I asked shakily, "I really want to go back to my room. Y-You can escort me there if you want to." "Oh no," said Miguel as the other one took my free hand, "I'd much rather escort you to my room, unless you prefer Guimel's. What do you think Guimel?" "Hmmm," he said, "She might feel more comfortable on my bed." There was no way I was going to let these two do what they were planning to do. Having to dodge Dilandau's advances was MORE than enough for me. I stepped on Guimel's foot and then kneed Miguel in the growing as hard as I possibly could. I managed to free myself and began to run as fast as I possibly could down the hall I had come. As I ran down the hallways, I was very conscious of the fact that they were behind me, and from the sound of their angry voices, I knew they were closing fast.
When I turned a corner, I slammed into someone. They gripped me as I struggled to get away. I was so hysterical that it was a few moments before I realized who had me: Dilandau. He looked at me, and then at his soldiers who stood breathlessly behind me. "What the hell is going on here?" he asked darkly.
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Uh oh, this doesn't look good. To be continued in next chappie. Byez! BP