A/N - I know it's short but i'm sorry. This is where i wanted to stop for the chapter. soo. Just to updated all those who are confused. leopold was taken, her cousins were searching for her, Aaron was trying to drink his worries away, he wouldn't talk to Eliza, Eliza finally told Xavier about Aaron, Xavier and cousins go and knock sense into Aaron, they all try to save Leopold.
Chapter 22
Leopold winced as light filtered in from the cell door as it creaked open. She slowly opened her bruised eyes to see a dim figure standing in the doorway looking down upon her. For a moment she got the feeling that it was either one of her cousins or Aaron come to save her, but that feeling passed as the person stepped forwards and spoke in the same icy voice.
"Times up little one" he muttered scooping her in his arms. She protested greatly and tried to jump from his arms, pushing his chest and trying to kick her way free. But she was too weak from lack of food and water as well as her numerous bruises and wounds. It was no use. She would die either from their hands or from her mal-nutrition. She wished death would hurry up and claim her so she could leave the horrid place she was in. Even if, by some miracle, she lived she didn't think she could face going back to her aunts house. There's was no point in it. She was doomed to either die or live her life as a single depressed woman, moving from place to place until someone decides their tired of having her around. Life was hopeless, so might as well end it.
The man led her from the room, stopping to make sure the guard had properly locked the door as Eron was still knocked out from an earlier beating, before proceeding down the hall with the limp Leopold in his arms. He climbed several sets of stairs and wound his way through many halls and doors before finally emerging into a courtyard. Leopold shuddered at the brightness of the sun and buried her head in her captives shoulder in hopes of slowly re-focusing her eyes from the dimness of the cell to the brightness of the world around her.
"`Tis bright but `ye`ll get use to it." the man laughed "Al`ough I suppose theirs no reason fer ye to as yer about to die."
Leopold slowly looked at her surroundings and shuddered at the sight. So she was to be hanged. A wonderful way to die. She would have rather they shoot her than hang to death but of course this man knew that would be the easy way out. Nobody else was in the courtyard except for Tahmores and the scarred man. They stood on the above watching her as the man carrying her slowly towards them and up the steps. Her eyes met the scarred man's and held until he ordered the man to set her down and let her walk to her death with some pride. The man slowly lowered Leopold to the ground and grabbed onto her arm as she stood.
Her legs felt weak and her muscles shook as she tried standing but she refused to let the men see her suffer. The man was right, she was going to die with pride unless she died trying. Her legs finally stopped shaking hard enough for the man to remove his grasp on her arm as she wobbled in place. The scarred man stepped forward and held out his hand for her to take. Glaring Leopold placed one of her bleeding hands on his pale clean one as he led her towards the loop. She closed her eyes as he helped her climb onto a wooden crate before delicately placing the loop around her neck. A tear slid down her eye as he took a rope from Tahmores and tied her hands in front of her, cutting deeper into her wounds and re-opening them so they bled. It wouldn't matter in a few minutes anyway. Leopold wondered how many people had died there and how many more would die. Eron for sure. But still.
"Any last words?" the man laughed grinning fully at her as she cried and glared in return
"Mithros curse you all." she hissed as a piece of matted hair fell into her face. She closed her eyes again and waited for the crate to be kicked out from underneath her. Seconds passed and nothing happened. Leopold opened her eyes to see the three men staring at the far door where a commotion seemed to be happening behind it. The doors rattled and men screamed for a few minutes as the four watched in confusion before all the noise stopped. The scarred man turned back to Leopold with his teeth bared.
"They're trying to save her!" he screamed before kicking the crate.
Chapter 22
Leopold winced as light filtered in from the cell door as it creaked open. She slowly opened her bruised eyes to see a dim figure standing in the doorway looking down upon her. For a moment she got the feeling that it was either one of her cousins or Aaron come to save her, but that feeling passed as the person stepped forwards and spoke in the same icy voice.
"Times up little one" he muttered scooping her in his arms. She protested greatly and tried to jump from his arms, pushing his chest and trying to kick her way free. But she was too weak from lack of food and water as well as her numerous bruises and wounds. It was no use. She would die either from their hands or from her mal-nutrition. She wished death would hurry up and claim her so she could leave the horrid place she was in. Even if, by some miracle, she lived she didn't think she could face going back to her aunts house. There's was no point in it. She was doomed to either die or live her life as a single depressed woman, moving from place to place until someone decides their tired of having her around. Life was hopeless, so might as well end it.
The man led her from the room, stopping to make sure the guard had properly locked the door as Eron was still knocked out from an earlier beating, before proceeding down the hall with the limp Leopold in his arms. He climbed several sets of stairs and wound his way through many halls and doors before finally emerging into a courtyard. Leopold shuddered at the brightness of the sun and buried her head in her captives shoulder in hopes of slowly re-focusing her eyes from the dimness of the cell to the brightness of the world around her.
"`Tis bright but `ye`ll get use to it." the man laughed "Al`ough I suppose theirs no reason fer ye to as yer about to die."
Leopold slowly looked at her surroundings and shuddered at the sight. So she was to be hanged. A wonderful way to die. She would have rather they shoot her than hang to death but of course this man knew that would be the easy way out. Nobody else was in the courtyard except for Tahmores and the scarred man. They stood on the above watching her as the man carrying her slowly towards them and up the steps. Her eyes met the scarred man's and held until he ordered the man to set her down and let her walk to her death with some pride. The man slowly lowered Leopold to the ground and grabbed onto her arm as she stood.
Her legs felt weak and her muscles shook as she tried standing but she refused to let the men see her suffer. The man was right, she was going to die with pride unless she died trying. Her legs finally stopped shaking hard enough for the man to remove his grasp on her arm as she wobbled in place. The scarred man stepped forward and held out his hand for her to take. Glaring Leopold placed one of her bleeding hands on his pale clean one as he led her towards the loop. She closed her eyes as he helped her climb onto a wooden crate before delicately placing the loop around her neck. A tear slid down her eye as he took a rope from Tahmores and tied her hands in front of her, cutting deeper into her wounds and re-opening them so they bled. It wouldn't matter in a few minutes anyway. Leopold wondered how many people had died there and how many more would die. Eron for sure. But still.
"Any last words?" the man laughed grinning fully at her as she cried and glared in return
"Mithros curse you all." she hissed as a piece of matted hair fell into her face. She closed her eyes again and waited for the crate to be kicked out from underneath her. Seconds passed and nothing happened. Leopold opened her eyes to see the three men staring at the far door where a commotion seemed to be happening behind it. The doors rattled and men screamed for a few minutes as the four watched in confusion before all the noise stopped. The scarred man turned back to Leopold with his teeth bared.
"They're trying to save her!" he screamed before kicking the crate.