Arawa had to give up trying to detach herself from his firm grasp on her hand. She let him propel her forward until they got to the dreaded torturers dungeon. Arawa swallowed hard as she wondered what he was playing at, what were they doing there. He furiously tugged her directly inside there and the first thing she discovered was the reek of the place. It smelt of blood and rotten flesh. Arawa's body was clothed with goose pimples as she could almost feel the pain of everyone who had gone there. Right now, she was no longer running as she had been earlier when he had dragged her in a mad man's frenzy. They were walking but his grip on her hand had not in one bit slackened. Well, she had to follow him now. The place was really big and dark. Its sources of light were oddly familiar, few tiny windows above anyone's reach and the burning torches. It did give little illumination. But she could guess that was the plan for its establishment. The dimly lit room seemed to provoke fear to pro
"Heyl!!! Hey!ll..... Will she be alright? " "Send her inside, she should be fine.” These were voices when she first came to, Arawa did not open her eyes. She felt so ashamed of herself that she wanted to remain in the dark void where she had been . She recognized the voices however, it was Brian and the doctor. She felt amused thinking about the number of times the doctor had come just because of her. She found it amusing because she had this imagination of the doctor's face when they would have gone to call him over her fainting now. She felt arms underneath her back and laps. Suddenly, she was hoisted up. She knew his scent now and her head nestled on his broad chest like it belonged there. He was panicking, she could tell from his rapid heartbeat. It was obvious that he worried about her. But she felt angry. She was angry that he had threatened her with the torturer. Angry that he was part of something that cruel. And even more angry that he had sent her away. Because of him, she
Trust our dearest princess never to avoid showing a reaction. She turned around to cast a defiant look at the lady who also stood her ground and glared at her. Arawa was infuriated and would have said something but her stomach growled. That should have been embarrassing but Melissa, her lucky charm, had spoken just then. "Back off Ollie," she said to the lady who took a step closer to them glaring at them with intimidation. “Or what? " Ollie, so that was her name. At least, now when she thinks of the angry thing, she might as well as attach a name to it. She noted however that no one seemed to be talking to her, not even the old lady, Booma. There must be something boosting her morale so much as to the extent of having no atom of fear or respect. Regardless, she would not be intimidated nor give Ollie or whatsoever be her name, a chance to humiliate her. Not in this life. Respite her hunger, Arawa came to stand in front of Melissa thereby obstructing her view from the now shaking g
"Wake up Arawa, " someone was tapping her and speaking softly. It was Melissa and that was kind of odd as it was barely first light. Although, it was morning but it was just too early. Arawa herself still felt the need to get some sleep as she was rather exhausted. Well, eventually she forced open her heavy eyelids and cast Melissa a displeased glance which she was not sure she would notice. Melissa informed her that they had to go bath as by daylight, every slave would be going to the slave bath house. "That place is usually crowded by that time so I choose to go earlier, and besides we get to own a bit of peace and quiet. What say you princess?, " she asked and Arawa saw the twinkle in her eyes. "And the soldiers?, " Arawa askedMelissa laughed and tugged at her. Well, if there was one thing she was beginning to understand, it was the fact that Melissa would not harm her. The girl posed no threat at all, at least none that she could take notice of. Arawa got off the bed and snuc
Things just went downright awkward. Arawa hoped that he would just leave. She wished she had not suddenly turned around but then, she felt a gush of anger within her . What on earth was she doing getting all girly and pink simply because he was looking at her. She obviously was making it seem like he could control what she felt and that was about to stop. She replaced the blushing look on her face with a serious frown and turned to look at Booma. The old lady was directing her on what they would be doing and how they would be going about it. Arawa could bet on the fact that her sudden change of mood might have shocked him to the bone marrow. Good for him. He did not deserve her weakness, he was nothing but a barbarian. She paid attention and began doing her assigned duties which basically was sweeping. It had not been easy getting used to the broom which was a long stick with what seemed like reeds attached to the base. Booma had nearly given up trying to teach her out of frustration
Sadly it had been days now since he had slipped into oblivion and Kili had been doing his best to bring him back. Orau had not left his side for longer than five minutes , she was worried and so were the villagers. She had not expected that her husband would be hurt that much and had become skeptical about waking up. Kili had reassured her that he would be fine eventually but she had her doubts. Kuka had not even opened his eyes, he was just a big mass of breathing flesh. Kili had administered the antidote and medicines to no avail. They had been waiting and praying to Ara to save him from Anula’'s grip. He was their king. Daily, warriors would go off in search of Bron who had managed to escape somehow. It had been during the moment of shock from Kuka’s fall that he had found an advantage. He bailed on the and the angry warriors had been looking everywhere for him. Orau was worried as she knew now that he stands to oppose them. No one would be safe anymore, no one would find rest unl
This woman was strange, how could she know about Wuwa if she was not from there . Arawa now faced her directly waiting for an answer but she said nothing more. Instead she grabbed her broomstick and continued what she was doing. Arawa of course was not taking no for an answer and went to where she faced demanding an answer but she simply turned away. Arawa followed her and she moved away from her, walking briskly towards where they kept the broomsticks. Arawa had forgotten her duty and followed her. What was the point of bringing her curiosity over the edge and then leaving her in the dark? If there were her people here, then she had the right to know. "You there!! Haven't you got something to do or do I get you engaged?, " an angry soldier said to her brandishing his whip threateningly. Arawa looked up at him with distaste. He sure was looking for trouble with Brian if he did touch her. Somehow, she knew that Brian would never approve another punishing her but with the way she had
Melissa did not stop as she ran off to his chambers. If it was the captain punishing Arawa, then it could be only Adrian and Brian that could save her from his clutches. She had seen the look in Brian's eyes the Time he had intercepted them when they had gone to get water, that was not how a master looked at his slave. No, that had been the look of a concerned lover and she immediately understood that the warlord had sent her to the slave hall (shed) because she played an obvious role as his weakness. And one thing every warlord hated was his weakness being obvious. She rushed over to his room and had forgotten to knock in her worry. He was just getting out of the bath and stark naked when she happened to stumble in. Melissa gasped and immediately lowered her eyes, muttering an apology. She became afraid and worried that she would be punished simply because she had cared so much about her new friend. In fact, she totally had forgotten why she was there and now trembled. "What is the
Brian had been in his room obviously tidying up. He had just finished his bath after breakfast as he had been really hungry after waking up. Upon his insistence, Arawa had stayed although she still refused to take anything from him. But he could tell she was hungry, her stomach still sang the hunger song before him. That morning when he had woken up and found her sneaking out of his room to get her bath, Brian could not help but wonder if she really was the same person who had been singing the previous night. She just did not show any reaction even when she returned with Booma and the girls. Arawa had become much better with handling his affairs. He was glad that he would not be needing to dismiss Booma as Arawa would be accompanying him to the capital. When she came inside, she tried not to meet his eyes when she noticed he was staring. However, he had seen her from the corner of his eyes looking worried at him. Brian still wondered exactly what had happened that drunken moment, had
His hand held her still but although his eyes were open, they seemed glassy. Almost like he was in a trance. She tried to pull away. "Please mom.. Stay." he said again. Mom? Arawa could not believe her ears. He was such a grown man after all, so why on earth would he be calling for his mother like some little baby. Nevertheless, she did as he asked as somehow she felt pity for him. She sat by the bed and began observing him, where their mother was, she wondered. She recalled at the moment that since she arrived, she had not seen anyone being referred to as their father or mother. Could it be that the barbarian brothers had none. Her hands stole up of their own volition and brushed away his hair scattered on his face and forehead, caressing his forehead. He looked so peaceful as his eyes slowly began to shut. Arawa noticed now that even though his eyes were closed now, his hand still gripped her. It was not like she was planning on leaving him there but she wanted to shut the door a
Arawa felt the need to panic and she actually did as she first brought a finger to his nostrils. Thankfully, he was still breathing and she had never been more relieved. She knew she needed to do something about his condition but she was at loss on what exactly she should do. She did not even have any idea why he was like that and had to dash off outside to seek out the one person she trusted with such delicate situations, Booma. As she ran, she could not help but notice how quiet the entire place was save for the soldiers huddled together around fires and those on the walls. This was their duty. She tried her bestest to be less noticeable. "Halt woman!!!" she heard someone behind her. It was a soldier who had noticed her and she had to turn slowly. He was there standing and his companions seated around were all staring at her. He demanded that she stepped into the light where he could see her properly. A fearful Arawa now walked out to the light where he could see her. "Oh. It's
If there was something he dreaded most right now, it was being back with his father and getting to watch that look on his face. It was a constant reminder of what he had done in the past and this brought him guilt. Why on earth would Dorian send for him instead of Adrian. After all, the latter was supposed to be his favorite after what he had done to come short of his love. This act right now was uncalled for and he had defeated his purpose by going to get the king's order. Prepare in a week, nah, he would not even be prepared in a year if he wanted. His initial plan was to run to this place as he had, get well and return back to battle with his uncle. However, that plan had changed after coming in contact with his brother's plan. Were you thinking he had changed his mind because of Arawa, hell no. Left for Brian, even though it hurt him, he would leave her with her own kind. She was just a woman and there was no place for her in the battle grounds. Give it a period of a year or two,
It was not easy for Bron, not in the very least as he laid down there waiting for the slithering thing to get off. He was becoming scared again and managed a great deal to keep himself from shaking. But inside his heart was pounding as loud as anything that made him really scared that the snake would hear. Bron continued biding his time and waiting for the right moment. Eventually , his time came as he had been laying down there panting heavily. The snake had gone down and gradually, he started rising up and then took his sword from the upper part . He had been really lucky as it happened that it had been crawling into its hole on the ground. Weird. The hole would not have been noticed by even the daytime as it was buried underneath the dry leaves covering the area. Bron felt angered and before the tail would finish disappearing, he braced himself, took it by the cold slimy tail and pulled it out. The speed and energy with which he had done it was all he needed and he slammed it hard
He woke up before her that morning and spent a while watching her and drinking in her awesomeness. She was still fast asleep and luckily, it was still a bit dark. That meant that he got to watch her thanks to the light from the fireplace and torch. The reflection of the light on the few exposed parts of her skin was magnificent. It made Brian crave for her and want to touch her body. But then, he just could not do so as he needed to prove beyond every reasonable doubt to himself that he was not in love with Arawa. She suddenly rolled over and stretched herself now facing him. She yawned heavily and must have not thought that he was there. Her mouth actually reeked of some foul odour thanks to the fact that Arawa had not properly brushed up for two days now. In fact, she forgot. One would not blame her completely, in Wuwa after all, they only rinsed their mouths with water in the morning. He grimaced and quickly replaced it with a beautiful smile. Just then, she popped open her eyes a
It had been a while since he last came to the dungeon and somehow, it reminded Brian of the early days in which Arawa had been kept there. He had to find a way to push aside thoughts about her. "I take it that you're still thinking about the savage woman's brother, " Adrian said as he noticed his brother had stopped moving and seemed to be in a trance. Actually Brian was not aware that he had stopped moving at the moment. He seemed to be drinking in the air and quickly snapped out of it. There were important discussions and talks to be made at the moment. Adrian smiled at him as they advanced inside. Caleb alongside the other four selected to accompany the princess company were waiting patiently for them. “Gentlemen, shall we?" Adrian said as they exchanged greetings. They had managed to put up what seemed like a round table and seats. Adrian had to ask to be certain that nobody saw, of course they had been careful with that as they did it all when it was dark already. That seemed
"I don't like her here and I want her to leave with me, " she said "Her? Who?, " Adrian said feigning ignorance"The slave woman, " she blurted out "What slave woman?" he asked her, with a serious expression of confusion on his face Of course, Adrian needed no soothsayer to tell him that the princess had been referring to Arawa but then he had to make it as though she meant absolutely nothing to him. It was also frustrating her and he could tell it. Women, why would she even begin to think such nonsense as taking Arawa with her. What in heaven's name gave her such guts or possibly was she beginning to think that she was the lady of this place. It made him angry but he had to control everything. He was a man on a mission after all. "I'm referring to the woman you had been holding in your arms at the stables, " she said shamelessly. It was obvious that this was a topic she was not willing to give up on. He wondered if she had felt offended. To reassure her of his undying love for h
By the time they had finished cleaning up the place, Arawa was beginning to sweat it out. In fact, they both were and had to leave the rags in the pail to have another quick bath. It dawned on Melissa that dinnertime was already close by, that being if they had not started yet. She knew that if they would be meeting up, they would have to hurry up. Bathing this time did not take them long, a couple of dips in the water and they were done. They were just getting dressed up when a couple of slaves began trooping in, Melissa smiled. Possibly, they were still in time for dinner but nonetheless, they needed to hurry up. Bearing the pails in hand, they rushed to where they would be rinsing and spreading out the rags. “Why is that place always lit?” Arawa asked, referring to where she had seen that light for days now at night. She had been curious about the place and would have taken a sneak peek had it not been for distance. The said area was seemingly far from where they were. Melissa to