By the time our third night had come, I had attempted to escape over seven times. All of which ending in me being caught and beaten. Evan had also been made to walk after he had woken up from the small coma he had been put into when one of the men had hit him on the back of the neck.
"Well, never thought I'd be so glad to get rid of these two." The leader says, shaking his head. Most of the other men nod, thinking of how I had poured boiling water all over one of the men during my last escape attempt.
"So when are we going to get to Elysia?" one of the men ask, looking at the leader with questioning eyes. The leader smiles.
"By nightfall." The leader says as he looks back at me as I glare at him. "You hear that, bitch? You'll be somewhere else and someone else's problem!" he says as he begins to hum to himself.
We walk into the grand city of Elysia around midday, and head straight toward the slave sales. When we get there, we're forced to stand there until an elderly man walks up to us. He looks at our teeth, back and eyes before deciding something. He walks up to the man I assume runs the slave sale. Soon after, he walks back up to us and leads us away.
A year passes with nothing much happening. I had become a slave in the old man's household doing everything from cooking to taking care of the stables. Evan had been sold to a man in Atlantis. I hadn't talked to him for almost six months.
"Master?" I ask, walking inside the room with the tray holding my master's dinner, and lower my eyes.
"What is it?" he demands in his usual angry tone. I bow as much as I can with the tray in my hands.
"I have brought you your dinner, master." I say in an even yet submissive tone.
"Just set it over there and leave." He commands, motioning toward the small table that is near his desk he's currently working at. I bow slightly once again before walking forward, setting the plate down gently as to stop it from making too much noise or breaking, and walk back toward the door.
"If it is alright with you, I shall be retiring to the slave quarters for the night." I say as I stop at the door. I hear my master 'hn'. "Thank you, master." I say as I walk out of the room, and toward the slave quarters. As I walk inside them, I turn to glare as two arms wrap around my waist. "What do you want?" I demand, glancing back at the bastard that had become far too touchy-feely for my taste named Ahue. He instantly releases me when he sees the death stare within my eyes.
"I wanted to see how my precious is doing. Is there something wrong with that?" he asks, grinning at me once he gets far enough away where if I snap he's not going to get hurt.
"Besides the fact that I am not yours….nothing. Now leave me be. I wish to actually get some sleep tonight." I say as I walk toward my bed roll lying in the far corner. Once I get there, I collapse onto it with a sigh.
I wake up to the alarms going off in the slave quarters signaling that there was either an attack….or someone was supposed to report to the master's study. My foggy brain sits there for a moment before realizing that it's the latter of the two and it's the alarm for myself. My eyes widen as I look out the window, only to see Ra already far into the sky. I shoot to my feet before quickly stumbling to get my clothing on and running out the door. As soon as I get out of the room, I run into none other than Yahn, the head cook.
"The master isn't pleased that you've kept him waiting for so long. He has demanded that you either report immediately or you will be whipped to rival Ra's fury." She says in a hurried voice as she glances around. I nod quickly before thanking her and running off toward the master's study. As soon as I get to the door, I stop before slowly knocking.
"WHO IS IT?" the master demands in an angry voice. I flinch at the prospect of being at the receiving end of that fury. I hadn't been in nearly four months.
"It is I, master." I say in a quiet voice before closing my mouth.
"Well then, get in here." He demands. I quickly, yet gently open the door and walk inside the room. "Shut the door. What I have to say has nothing to do with those outside." Master says, raising his head from the parchment he had been writing on to look at me.
"Yes, Master." I say as I gently close the door, and lower my head. He clears his throat.
"I hope you have a good reason for keeping me waiting. I had thought you had been trained well enough to know better." Master says in a serious voice as he continues to burn a hole into my head as his stare continues.
"I am sorry, Master. I had been asleep, and did not hear the alarm go off." I say, only to flinch when I hear the feet of the Master's chair squeal on the floor as he stands up and walks over to his window.
"Well, I shall forgive you this one time as I truly do not have time to punish you." The Master turns to look at me with a serious look on his face. "But be aware that if such things ever happen again, I shall not hesitate to punish you to the most severe." He says before sighing. "As it is, we are leaving in an hour's time." He says. I look up at him in surprise, before lowering my head.
"If my master will allow me to inquire as to where we are going?" I ask in a quiet voice as not to stir the Master's wrath. He turns to me with a bored look on his face.