Author's note: Thanks, dookychan. I will accept your apology and take your suggestion into consideration. I will make that small change as soon as I upload this chapter. Anyway, if this were a Fatora bash, wouldn't it be better if I tortured Fatora instead of Alielle?

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The Unraveling

Regaining consciousness, Alielle found herself tied to the bedpost. Her wrists were begging the ropes to give way. The tightness of the ropes made it almost impossible to escape. It had eaten through her skin and the flesh on her wrists was now raw and bleeding.

She tried using her hands to somehow undo the knot but her right hand wasn't responding very well and hurt when moved. It seems that Fatora had broken Alielle's right hand.

Her feet couldn't touch the ground; making every move she made a burden to her wrists.

Fatora had scratched her across the right eye and re-opened the slightly healed wound on her face. Her torso had burn marks made by a heated object being placed on her skin.

Writhing in agony, a hand touched her face. It was Fatora.

"Had a nice sleep?"

Fatora wrapped her hands around Alielle's neck.

"That was a big mistake, cheating on me." She whispered in her ear, as her grip got tighter. She was crushing her trachea.

Only when Alielle started to turn pale and breathed noisily did Fatora let her go.

"That should be enough to keep you quiet for today."

"Don't go anywhere."

Fatora instantly left the room.

Still coughing and trying to get air back into her lungs, Alielle was still bounded to the bedpost.

A few minutes later, a knock was heard on the door.

"Fatora? Alielle? Are you two in here?"

"Makoto!" Alielle's mind screamed
She tried to alert him of her position but the gag muffled her voice. He could not hear her.

"Not here. I guess I'll try asking Rune"

"No! Don't go!" She said in her mind.


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"Guard, have you seen Princess Rune?"

"Yes, Master Makoto. She's in the garden."

"You really don't have to call me master."

"I'm sorry. It's my job."

"It's okay, thanks."


"Rune?"

"Good morning, Makoto."

"Good morning, Princess."

"Makoto. Have you seen Fatora lately?"

"No, but I was just about to discuss with you about her. Why?"

"I haven't seen her at the throne these past few days. I know she hates working but she wouldn't miss work. Now, what was it that you wanted to talk about?"

"It's about Alielle. Yesterday, she had bruises..."

"Yes, Fatora occasionally like to play rough with Alielle. Don't worry, the bruises will fade."

"Yes, but bruises ran along her arm down to her wrists and she had a very deep cut on her cheek. It didn't look to me like Fatora was playing rough. It looked like Fatora was abusing Alielle."

"Fatora would never abuse Alielle. She loves that girl as if she was her girlfriend, which she is. Unless…"

"Unless what?"

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Y'know what, I think there is way too much spacing in this chapter.

*~*-----*~* This means at the same time.

=+=+=+=+ This means later.