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New update. Sorry for the time in between. It's just not coming as easily as it did before. :)


Chapter 16

Those three days dragged by with nothing for Mya to do but stare at the ceiling. She couldn't remember a time in her life when she had been idol. She tried to think of it as a vacation, but the cell was freezing and the thin sheet she'd been given did nothing to warm her. Still she closed her eyes and drifted into her past. To the only moment she had ever been happy. To a moment when she would snuggle next to her master during a cold winter night. She could feel him then. Roman's strong arms holding her so protectively. It was before he's destroyed her faith in him. Before he'd ever struck her.

She had so much time to think. She was alone. The only person she saw was the calloused guard who opened her cell door. Dropped her food tray on the floor, then walked out. Sometimes the food would splatter. Every roll or slice of bread would fall onto the floor, but she would dust it off and try not to think about where it had been because it was the most filling item she was given. The portions were so small she imagined she would be even tinier by the time she was wed.

Oh, how she hoped her soon to be husband would accept her. Would the site of her repulse him? Would he treat her unkindly because she was ugly? Would he treat her like the Ivex she had once been? And where would they live? If he was in one of those holding cells somewhere, surely he wouldn't have a home. And would they still live in the town she had come to love? Would he make her move? And what if fate took her back to the place she had ran away from? Would they immediately know her? Realize she had escaped death? There was no way she could escape it twice.

"Not today." The officer came late that morning carrying a small burlap style bag in his hand. Roman had expected to work as he had been doing every day for months, but instead he was asked to put his hands behind his back. He was handcuffed, then the bag was slipped over his head and tightened by string around his neck. "Congratulations. Today's your big day." He said with a snide chuckle.

It felt like he was being led to his execution.

"Roman." He turned toward the sound of a familiar voice.

"Dad." It was amazing how time had not faded his memory of his father's voice.

"Can I have a moment with my son?"

"I'm sorry sir, but."

"Take a step back kid. It's not like he can go anywhere."

"Yes sir."

His father's stern tone could turn the toughest man's blood to ice.

"I called in a favor." He whispered. "A judge, he owes me one. I never thought I would use this because it's only right to save a man's life and that should not be rewarded, but in a way, I am saving two lives. My sons and another. It may not be what you want, but be kind. She has no other choice either."

He couldn't imagine being unkind to anyone. No matter what this woman turned out to be. He imagined a hefty woman. Probably four, five hundred pounds. She probably loved to eat and watch those silly televisions so many people had in every room of their homes. She would expect a lot from him, while she did nothing to help. He sighed. At least he'd be with his parents again. He'd be able to work in his own fields and build his own home. It was a business arrangement. Both of them in it just to live an incarcerated life. Hopefully it would be worth it.

Mya trembled as the words were pronounced. She wished they would take the bag off her head so she could at least look into the eyes of the man the courts were forcing her to marry. She closed her eyes, wishing that the tears wouldn't fall, but Roman's face appeared behind her closed lids all, it is for the good of community and of our humanity, to bond together and work as a team to rebuild this world into a better existence than the one of our ancestors. For their ways destroyed this world and we and she broke down and sobbed. Uncontrollably she wept as the simple words were spoken.

"This is a sentence to satisfy the law, but I hope the two of you will find some peace and happiness. After will not repeat their mistakes."

Then the veil of the burlap sap was lifted and she gazed upon her husband for the first time.

Oh, how she wished she could have suppressed the gasp that escaped her lips.