Her name is Jade, and she's a warrior from one of the locale
villages. She's not what I'd call Saturos's type, but she's exquisite none
the less. Her hair is long and dark, but holds hints of a lighter color
when it reflects the sun. It seemed as though it was usually kept up in a
ponytail, but now it lays in dirty strands around her shoulders. The
weathered, but beautiful skin is now marred by dirt and open wounds. She's
not crying, but her sapphire eyes was wet with unshed tears which she
refuses to let pass.
She's so much stronger then I could ever hope to be.
Saturos has kept her in his bed for a week. Alex never did get his deserved torture that night, but I'm not saying a word because I haven't even been touched.
It's midday and she's curled up against the corner of the house were using for a residence. The armor I first saw her with was taken her first night with him, and now her only protection is a torn white shirt and ripped leggings. I haven't spoke a word to her, but as I watch her I can't help myself from walking over and lending my sympathies. We do have one thing in common.
"Hi." I said feebly as I caught her eyes, she gave a nod and wiped her eyes with her sleeve, leaving them red and dry. Asking if she was all right seemed stupid, but it flashed through my mind none the less. "Do you want anything, food, water, I could get you a blanket if you want." I finally managed to say, kneeling at her side.
She took in a ragged breath. ". . .No, I'll be fine." Her voice was hoarse and ragged, strange because I'd never heard her scream for him.
I nodded and we stayed in silence.
"I know what it's like." I told her after a drawn out pause. Her eyes met mine and held it.
"You can't." She said in a matter of fact manner and seemed strange that for someone so broken she seemed so strong.
I pulled a stray lock of hair behind my ear. "I now what it's like to be at his mercy, to have the fire trace along your spine until your certain that you'd rather have it break then be under his magic's for a moment longer. I know what it feels like to have him in you and the climax bringing only his gratification. I know how it is to have him bring you pleasure, but only so how he can brag about how much power he has over you."
Her eyes become more intense on mine as I spoke. "So you've been in his bed as well." She says with more confidence then I expected.
"Yes."
I watch her struggle to her feet and she's taller then I had anticipated. "The man, Alex, is he friendly with Saturos?"
I swallow hard at the sudden eagerness in his voice and rise to my own feet. "He hates him, but. . . you can't trust Alex."
She nods, and assess what I have just told her. "The boy, Fred, what of him?"
"You mean Felix? He's an orphan we picked up, washed away from Vale. He's just a child but he knows better then to cross paths with Saturos."
"Does he trust you?" She asks a little to eagerly.
"I'm the only he'll talk to."
There's a smile beginning on her lips, the first one I've seen on her. She's happy, and the emotion looks good on her. "I'll talk to Alex, you talk to the boy, I want to bring Saturos to his knees and bathe in his blood."
I should be scared, I should think she's insane for suspecting that we could go up against him and live. Instead I share a grin with her and turn to find Felix.
"Wait!" She calls out, taking a step toward me.
I turn. "Yeah?"
"What's your name?" She asks quietly.
"Menardi."
"I'm Jade."
I nod and smile. "I know."
With that I walk out of the shadows and into the light of day.
She's so much stronger then I could ever hope to be.
Saturos has kept her in his bed for a week. Alex never did get his deserved torture that night, but I'm not saying a word because I haven't even been touched.
It's midday and she's curled up against the corner of the house were using for a residence. The armor I first saw her with was taken her first night with him, and now her only protection is a torn white shirt and ripped leggings. I haven't spoke a word to her, but as I watch her I can't help myself from walking over and lending my sympathies. We do have one thing in common.
"Hi." I said feebly as I caught her eyes, she gave a nod and wiped her eyes with her sleeve, leaving them red and dry. Asking if she was all right seemed stupid, but it flashed through my mind none the less. "Do you want anything, food, water, I could get you a blanket if you want." I finally managed to say, kneeling at her side.
She took in a ragged breath. ". . .No, I'll be fine." Her voice was hoarse and ragged, strange because I'd never heard her scream for him.
I nodded and we stayed in silence.
"I know what it's like." I told her after a drawn out pause. Her eyes met mine and held it.
"You can't." She said in a matter of fact manner and seemed strange that for someone so broken she seemed so strong.
I pulled a stray lock of hair behind my ear. "I now what it's like to be at his mercy, to have the fire trace along your spine until your certain that you'd rather have it break then be under his magic's for a moment longer. I know what it feels like to have him in you and the climax bringing only his gratification. I know how it is to have him bring you pleasure, but only so how he can brag about how much power he has over you."
Her eyes become more intense on mine as I spoke. "So you've been in his bed as well." She says with more confidence then I expected.
"Yes."
I watch her struggle to her feet and she's taller then I had anticipated. "The man, Alex, is he friendly with Saturos?"
I swallow hard at the sudden eagerness in his voice and rise to my own feet. "He hates him, but. . . you can't trust Alex."
She nods, and assess what I have just told her. "The boy, Fred, what of him?"
"You mean Felix? He's an orphan we picked up, washed away from Vale. He's just a child but he knows better then to cross paths with Saturos."
"Does he trust you?" She asks a little to eagerly.
"I'm the only he'll talk to."
There's a smile beginning on her lips, the first one I've seen on her. She's happy, and the emotion looks good on her. "I'll talk to Alex, you talk to the boy, I want to bring Saturos to his knees and bathe in his blood."
I should be scared, I should think she's insane for suspecting that we could go up against him and live. Instead I share a grin with her and turn to find Felix.
"Wait!" She calls out, taking a step toward me.
I turn. "Yeah?"
"What's your name?" She asks quietly.
"Menardi."
"I'm Jade."
I nod and smile. "I know."
With that I walk out of the shadows and into the light of day.
