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Hello dearest readers, I am back again with the third chapter, I don't know how much longer I can hold out, but isn't it sad? A pride and noble boy brought down by a pale one? I mean… never mind, on to the story.
Chapter 3- Chained to a promise
Edward was in his room drinking out of a bottle of whisky when the soldiers arrived to tell him
the prisons, dungeons, and spare rooms were filled with prisoners. "Very well," he told them,
"Keep the others in the yard, and tomorrow we will have a sale, this will help us with money and
the people will work less. I will make a list tonight of things that will be inappropriate to do with
them." A soldier grinned, "You mean to turn them into slaves?" Edward nodded, "Yes, and their
legs will always be chained, this will prevent them from rebelling and running away. The last
thing we nee is an uprising." The soldier bowed and left with the rest of the soldiers, a smirk on
his face, it was about time this war ended.
Alice came walking into Edwards room later that evening, her beautiful face was outlined by
worry marks. "What's wrong Alice?" Edward asked her. Alice shook her head, "You are making
them slaves?" "Would you rather I surrender instead? They hate us too much for me to just let
them go, I can't take that risk, I have two nephews on the way and I will not put them in jeopardy
because you decided to have a conscience now." Alice's face looked hurt and Edward quickly
regretted his words, "Alice, in time they will learn to accept us, and then they will be free. Until
then, please understand that they will be treated as our enemy." Alice walk towards his balcony,
"Our people aren't as forgiving as us, they are a lot like Emmett, in the sense that they will
humiliate them." Edward pointed at a parchment, "I have written rules that will be punished by
life in jail or death if caught, of how the slaves are to be treated." Alice gave her approval, "Very
well." She began walking to his door, before she opened it she turned to him, "About Prince
Jacob…" Edward couldn't meet her eyes, "Think what you want, but humiliating him wasn't what
I intended." Alice smiled sadly, "I know Edward, you will treat him nice. Is that what your private
chamber is for? I heard you had it redone." Edward looked her in the eyes finally, "Yes, he will
sleep there and live there until we can all live in peace." Alice nodded in understandment, "This
will also keep him from trouble." Edward sighed, "He is going to hate me for a few years, but this
is to be expected. Can you call for Jasper when you see him, its about our new land." Alice
sighed, "And we are back to business, very well. Sleep well brother." She left and Edward was
left to think about the following hours, an idea had begun to form in his head and by the time
Jasper arrived he had the solution to over population.
Jacob felt his head split in two, warm blood spilled from it and he sat up in surprise. It took him a
while to figure out that what was in his head wasn't blood but sweat, and his head wasn't
splitting, it was just a migraine. "Shit," he muttered, "What did I drink last night?" Then slowly,
painfully, he began to remember. Agony spread through out his body but it was nothing
compared to the ache in his chest. Both his father and his brother were gone, in one day, both
had died. This made him the king of Nightfall. "Shackles," Jacob muttered, "That's how I get to
rule, in shackles." He didn't have to look to know that that was what was causing pressure on
his legs. He looked around, the room had white walls, but everything else was black, and not
just any black, an endless, almost void black. He finally had the courage to look down, like he
suspected, shackles on his feet. He brushed the hair from his face, and his anxiety grew, his
people were probably dead, or worse, encaged. That was the thing about Nightfall, nobody
there liked rooms or cages, much less chains.
Jacob had always been a calm person, so when he felt the need to destroy everything in the
room, he knew he had reached his limit. A knock sounded and that distracted him from his need
to go on a rampage. In a matter of seconds he was at the bed, and just then the door opened
and his captor walked in. Jacob felt a growl at the back of his throat, this surprised both him and
Prince Edward. "I see you are awake." Edward stated, "Are you hungry?" Jacob didn't speak, he
couldn't find his voice. Edward seemed to notice this, and he shook his head, "I know you are
wondering about your people, but until you have eaten I will not tell you anything." He snapped
his fingers and a maid appeared, "You have been asleep for nearly a week, you need
supplement in your body or you will pass on." Jacob looked surprised at the fact that he had
been asleep for so long, "You didn't even hit me that hard." Edward hadn't expected that form of
reply from Jacob and burst out laughing. "I know, our doctor told us you were suffering from
depression. I apologize about what has happened. This is Bella, please eat and ask her for
whatever you need." Edward left the room and Jacob looked at the maid. She carried a large
tray filled with different meats, vegetables, and fruits.
"Hello Sire," she said, "Is there anything in specific you would like?" Jacob shook his head, "I
would like to know where my people are." Bella gasped, "That is forbidden news sire, I would
get hanged if I was to tell you." Jacob didn't doubt it so he looked at the tray, in one swift
movement he threw it across the room, anger in his eyes. "I am captured, does his majesty
prince Edward think he can hold me here as some sort of trophy? Does he think we can chat
over a nice cup of tea? My people and I don't take lightly to being captured and I will not eat filth
supplied by the Cullen scums. Take your leave and don't return unless its to inform me of my
people." Bella scurried out of the room and Jacob raged silently, "This war is not over."