By the time I opened my eyes, there was a slight ache on my side and I found myself on the floor of a room I didn’t recognize. My memories came washing over me in seconds and I sat up immediately, pushing myself towards the wall. I just couldn’t fathom the fact that Jonathan had actually jumped after me and saved me.
I had thought I was going to die; I did want to die. I had thrown all my hopes and dreams to the wind the moment I realized the amount of torture that was awaiting me if I tried to survive in the Berg Kingdom; it was even impossible to try to survive. I had already imagined the humiliation and the suffering awaiting me and besides, I was yet to forgive myself for allowing my father to be killed right in front of me and I couldn’t do anything. The only way to redeem myself was to die and who would have thought that Jonathan wasn’t having it? His words before I passed out rang in my ears and I shivered unconsciously.
“Even if you want to die that badly, you cannot die without my permission.”
The fact that my clothes had been changed made me hug myself tighter. I didn’t dare imagine who had changed my clothes and I moved closer to the wall. The room I was in was very different from the first room that I had been placed in. It was less stuffy and a tiny bit more comfortable. I stared at my bare feet that already had blisters on them and they looked ugly and unsightly.
I could smell the unsavoury scent emitting from my body; it was a sharp contrast to my favorite citrus scent and I tried combing my hair with my fingers but the tangles refused to loosen no matter how hard I tried. I laughed hard as tears rolled down my cheeks. I looked like everything except a princess.
I heard footsteps and voices and I instantly wiped my tears, schooling my expression while trying to princess for whoever was coming. The door opened and Jonathan walked; his left hand banged and I winced slowly.
I still remembered the strong stench of blood and how blood poured out of his arm when he tried to save me. I didn’t know how to feel—remorseful? Apologetic? Or nonchalant. I chose the latter; nobody asked him to save me and besides for someone who killed my father right in front of him, this was too easy for him.
"Oh, Hello Princess,” he greeted me while squatting and I swallowed. Being called a princess in the state that I was was derisive and humiliating. I was sure he knew it; that was why he was calling a princess.
“Don’t call me a princess,” I whispered quietly. My throat was hoarse and dry and I could almost beg for a cup of water. Jonathan burst into laughter at my request.
“You are a princess, aren’t you?” He asked and I swallowed again, hoping that my saliva would lessen the dryness of my throat.
“Let me tell you something, Princess. I think I didn’t make that very clear to you earlier." He started and I was quick to notice how fast his tone had changed. My spine straightened unconsciously as he continued speaking.
“You are a slave. A fucking slave. That’s what you are. My slave, my captive, and I am your master. You do not go places where I have not given you permission to go. You do not go places where I have said you couldn't. You don’t make decisions without my consent. In other words, you cannot do anything without me; in fact, you still breathe because I permitted you to. Make no mistakes, Princess,” he paused, chuckling.
His laughter made my stomach chun uncomfortably; if I had eaten anything, maybe that was the moment I would have thrown up but there was nothing at all.
“If you make the same mistake you made yesterday, I won’t forgive you that easily,” he added and a small smile spread across his lips. His words made my stomach worse.
“Can you pick a side?” I asked, “You call me a slave this second and the next you are calling me a princess.” I continued shaking my head. “You don’t scare me,” I said, firmly shaking my head. “I didn’t ask you to save me; you chose to do so. I own myself and I will do as I deem fit,” I concluded and then he burst into laughter, a kind of laughter that made me wish I hadn’t spoken at all. A lone tear slid out of his left eye as he continued laughing.
“Oh Princess, you are so funny,” he replied, his face going hard twice as fast as he burst into laughter. “If you want to try me, you can go ahead and try me but I'll just leave you with this. Every single time you go against me, every single time you make a decision without my consent, every single time you try to kill yourself or jump over a cliff, I’ll be there and I’ll make sure I’ll save you but in return, a member of your family dies. I’ll start with your favourite Uncle, to your sister, to your mother till there's no one left to continue your generation,” he added and I found myself shaking uncontrollably.
“You bastard!” I shrieked, “You deserve to die and your body be fed to vultures!” I screamed again and he nodded.
“Honestly, I don't mind,” he replied, and I froze.
"So, my dear princess, I see you are very protective of your family, so be a good girl, will you?” He asked and I found myself nodding my head.
The image of him slaughtering my father was still fresh in my mind; it was forever going to be fresh. I was never going to forget it. I was never going to forget the fact that I caused his death. There was no way I was going to be able to handle another sight like that. There was no way I was going to allow myself to be responsible for the death and eradication of my family. There was no way I was going to let that happen.
My mouth moved on its mouth as I replied, “Ye.. Yes… Yes. I promise you,” I stuttered, looking up to meet his eyes. “I promise you never to do anything without your permission,” I added and Jonathan chuckled.
“Thank you, Princess,” he said with glee and I hugged my legs tighter. He was a monster and here I was, alleging my life to him, not that I had a choice.
“Tell her to come in,” he said loudly and I raised my head to see a middle-aged woman walk into the room. She bowed lightly at him and he nodded.
“She’s now in your care,” he replied and I turned to the woman, who was surprisingly dressed well but had no jewelry on. The blank look on her face told me that she wasn’t very pleased with me.
“Bring them in." She also instructed and two guards walked in, carrying boxes I didn’t recognize but when they dropped them, I quickly recognized the other as a small burning furnace.
“That’s a furnace,” I whispered as I tried to get on my feet. “What do you want to do to me?” I asked, shivering in fear but the woman merely grabbed me and placed a metal cuff on my hand, holding me firmly in place. I pulled and struggled but she didn’t care. She didn’t look anything like her strength.
“Pour it in,” she instructed the guard and it was then that I realized that the cuffs had holes in them. I watched as the guard grabbed the burning furnace and poured molten ore into the cuff. The fear burnt my hand and I started screaming. Tears ran down my cheeks but the woman, as if unbothered the heat or my screams, moved a muscle
"Pleaseee,” I cried.
“You can’t even handle something as painless as this. You must be quite fragile, Princess." Jonathan taunted and as much as the pain was driving me crazy, I found myself shutting up as his taunt. Tears flowed down my cheeks as the woman finally let me go and uncuffed the metal bracelet. A new hot bracelet had been formed firmly around my hand.
“That was all to get you to stop screaming like a mad woman?” Jonathan asked again and shaken his head. “You are so boring, Princess; way too boring,” he added, clicking his tongue, and I held my left hand, trying to muffle the sobs in my throat.
“You can cry if you want to, Princess; I know it hurts." He added cheekily and I turned to glare at him.
“Don’t you dare look at me like that,” he said in a harsh tone and I instinctively lowered my head. His threats to massacre my family were still ringing in my ears.
“That shows that you are a slave of the Berg Kingdom; anywhere you get to, they are going to know who you are and there’s only one way to get it off,” he continued and I turned to him watching as a smile plastered itself on his lips.
“You cut off your hand.”
My right hand held my left hand as Aurora led me through long hallways, and I was sure that if I tried to find my way myself, I was most certainly going to get lost. My left hand had been scarred, and my new bracelet made it hard to carry. My face was still tear stained as I walked behind her.The fresh scent of her shampoo waffled quietly into my nose, and jealousy seeped into my veins as I tried to keep up with her pace. I hadn’t even taken a proper bath in almost a week, and whoever had given a bath, or, in proper words, a scrub, had done a terrible job. I didn’t dare say a word. The iron sponge used to scrub my body was making my body ache terribly, but I didn’t dare voice out a word.As I walked behind Aurora, I began to think. I had learnt her name after Jonathan had said something to her. She was the head slave, and for one, I already knew that she disliked her. That was already very clear.As we kept walking, I could easily see the kind of looks other people gave me: hostile,
Reality was dawning on me after that fight. Aurora had watched me get bullied, almost beaten and did nothing but the moment I started to fight back, she was already on my neck with threats. I ignored the more hostile gazes I received as she led me through another walkway. I couldn't help but realize that the slaves here looked anything but like slaves. They weren’t well dressed but they weren’t poorly or shabbily dressed either. And despite their hostility towards me, they all slowly paid their respects by bowing their heads to her.We stopped in front of a hall and walked into a large hall and with a glance, I knew it was the kitchen. The kitchen for cooking was this huge?“You’ll be working in the kitchen during this period” Aurora informed me as she turned to me and I forced a smile on my face.“What do I do?” I asked and Aurora turned and beckoned to a guy who looked slightly older than me and he came running towards us, bowing his head slightly in respect.“Good afternoon Head S
I hug my legs tighter to myself and my head feels dizzy. I had gotten too much stimulation for one day, for two weeks. For some reason, I was yet to process my change in status. I had gone from a not so loved Princess, but nevertheless a princess to a slave who was slapped and bullied at every chance they got. It made me livid, made me angry and pissed but there was nothing I could do. This was my life now, a life I didn’t want, a life I would rather die than take, it was a life I didn’t wish on anyone.Aurora’s words came rushing to me in an instant, Here, you are a slave, we do not do the serving, you do the serving. It was getting glaring and glaring that the former life was becoming a thing of the past. It was becoming even harder for me to reconcile my actual life with my present situation. And asides that, Juniper’s words had not left me yet, I was alive and that was the most important thing. That I was alive. Being alive means that I can get my revenge on Jonathan, being alive
I trudged after Aurora slowly. I couldn’t believe my ears. I had been locked up in a cell for almost a day without food and yet I was expected to go and serve the king? I knew it was Jonathan that had requested it, I knew he just wanted to humiliate me and embarrass me, I knew he was just being his hateful and disgusting self.Venom spread from my thoughts to my chest and by the time I was in the kitchen, I had a newfound hatred for him. Juniper and some other slaves were already working around the kitchen and he immediately gave me a small smile as soon as he saw him but I couldn't return his smile.“Why are you walking so sluggish?” Aurora snapped at me. I raised my eyes to meet her fierce ones and the reply at the edge of my mouth was swallowed back. I wanted to tell her that the only reason I was taking one step at one time was just because of the fact that I had not eaten anything all day yet I was expected to go and serve the king with little to no stamina. I also couldn’t even
Nobody seemed to know how I had gotten back to the quarters that night, even though I didn't know. After my outburst I solely believed that Jonathan would have thrown me to the pigsty to feed with them but he had allowed me to go back to my quarters. My bed was now isolated to one corner of the room but I could be bothered less about that. I laid down on my back hoping that the gallons of water I had emptied in my stomach could sustain me till the next morning. My reality was dawning faster and faster on me. I had starved for a full day. I had eaten nothing for a full day. I was starting to become a joke and a hated and annoying one at that. I stared at the ceiling of the room, hoping that somewhere in my mind I'd realize that this was just a bad dream and I woke up back at home. I didn’t realize when I had slept off until I felt someone shaking me and I slowly opened my eyes, coming face to face with the enlarged face of my personal maid, Runa.“Runa?” I called out slowly as I trie
I don’t know why but I am surprised when Jonathan doesn’t tease me further. My eyes were lowered to the ground while he ate. The sounds of his food crunching together filled my ears and I could hear the silent grumbles of my stomach. In over four days, I hadn’t eaten anything besides the bread Juniper had been sneaking for me and I was getting impoverished.I stood throughout Jonathan’s eating process without a word and when he was done with his food I didn’t move because he hadn’t instructed me to but I was getting anxious, it would soon be time for the slaves to eat and I needed to eat, to put something in my stomach no matter what.I snuck anxious glances at him and Aurora but I didn’t dare say anything. After what seemed like eternity, Aurora finally asked me to pack the table and head back to the kitchen. Without a word, I quickly packed the table and carried the tray hurrying out of the hall before Jonathan remembered me and started calling me names.My legs moved faster and by
I have no idea when I got up from the floor and got back to work, the usual snide remarks and irritated glares at me were half gone and I was also surprised. Juniper as well was nowhere to be found. When it was evening, before Aurora found me and had me take food to Jonathan again, I disappeared. I walked aimlessly in the slave area trying not to think about my current situation, it was a situation that even I didn’t wish on my worst enemies.I didn’t bother going for dinner because I could already imagine the same thing happening and I had had enough embarrassment for a day, for my entire life. I sat down staring at the horizon as the sun went to its resting place but I knew that it was just the entire finishing a rotation, I wished desperately that I could turn back the hands of time but the Moon Goddess had favourite and I wasn’t on their list that’s why she had made me a Beta knowing fully well that a female Beta as a Princess would spell doom for her.That’s why no matter how sed
It’s been over a month and I was starting to see and I was able to trace the line of my bones with one glance. I had stopped fighting or even arguing; the bullying got worse after I stopped fighting back. The food I got served at the dining hall got smaller and smaller and I never got to eat it. My roommates either tripped, the food either ended in my hair and I was just wheezing around. The only person that was holding me was Juniper.He always had a hot meal for me or a loaf of bread and I was practically living on the scraps he had left for me. I was a wreck and I knew it but there was nothing I could do about it. Deep down, I was quietly already waiting to slump one day and never open my eyes again.I packed the pile of plates and slipped them into the bowl of water. I took one step and I staggered but a strong arm was immediately wrapped around my waist to steady me.“For goodness sake Amira, you have to rest." Juniper’s concerned voice washed over me and I slowly slumped to the
“Oh my” Serena squealed in delight and I had to hold her from falling off her chair in the process. She was to excited for her own good The moment I told her what I had held, Serena had jumped up in excitement and happiness. She was nearly as excited as I was and it made me laugh, made me happy.“I told you!” she yelled.“I told you that I was rooting for you” she said with a bright smile and I nodded, “I know you said that” I replied and Serena shook her head.“But that’s just beautiful, I can’t believe he admitted that to elder Tao and the rest” she squealed and I nodded.“I can’t believe it either, how hard can it be?” I asked, shaking my head and Serena grabbed my hands.“No you know Amira, now you know he feels towards you, he even said if he agrees, he wants to marry you, doesn’t that answer all of your questions. He was scared because of the history between you two but I’m sure he loves you, I mean you have always wanted to hear him say it and now you have so, tell him too oka
The encounter with the Princesses wasn’t exactly pleasant for me even though Masoma had defended me, it reminded me of a life I once had, a life I might never have again and it wasn’t going to be anybody’s fault but mine. I didn’t know if I missed being a princess, missed being compared daily to Triss, being nagged against and everything else but I knew that I missed my family, I knew that i missed my mother and my people and everything else I would do back at home and somehow Runa and the rest had managed to bring to my remembrance something I was so confident that I had forgotten about, apparently I hadn’t and in all honesty, there was no way I could forget about it but I could only pretend not to.I rolled my elbows as I carried a tray of cookies and tea that the kitchen had asked me to serve Jonathan. I couldn’t wait to tell him about the encounter with the Princesses, I wanted to see his reaction, maybe he would laugh it off or get angry or just be straight neutral about it, some
That day, something shifted for me and Jonathan. It was shocking that he didn’t directly kiss me, I was surprised and I'm sure that he was too. I wouldn’t have resisted, there was no way I would have too, I wouldn't even want to resist either. The time we spent together was less because of the wars but Jonathan found a way to see me everyday and it was starting to become true that he liked me. There is no reason to do everything that he did for me. Absolutely no reason at all but he did it anyways and it always made me happy, to see him, to see his efforts and every other thing always put a smile on my lips.“So when is it going to be ready?” Masoma asked and shrugged.“I have no idea yet” I replied and she nodded as we both leaned on the wall staring at each other. Masoma had come to check up on me in the palace and we had discussed the herbs I was working on and random things. Masoma was fast becoming one of the people I enjoyed spending time with. “You know you look so much better
Nothing happened.Nothing at all.Days rolled into weeks, and weeks into a month and half. A month and half passed after the war with the Zadok Kingdom and nothing had happened afterwards, it was as though the Zadok kingdom had gone radio silence, no one tried to save me although my eyes was wide awake through every night, hoping that someone would tap me on the shoulder and tell me that it was time to leave. I had promised myself never to get attached again to this place because I had to leave soon but yet I still had to live.Me and Jonathan were another matter altogether. I didn’t know why but it just happened like that, I had promised myself never to allow myself to be near him or give in to him or even trust him ever again but I found myself doing exactly that. I could never help it around him, holding myself back was the best I could do.We had settled into a routine that I didn’t know how to explain to anyone. He refused to allow me to do any work, bluntly. I was a slave and ye
“I thought you had left” it was the fourth time Juniper was saying that he thought I had left since we met. I burst into laughter again.“I told you Juniper, I already promised you that I would tell you goodbyes if I ever want to leave” I repeated and Juniper chuckled, nodding his head at me.It was Serena that had informed that Jupiter had asked for me and after they had caught me sneaking, the security of the palace had increased so to sneak Juniper into the palace to see had proved impossible. So I had to go out and meet him.Juniper had almost burst into tears when he saw me. He pulled me into a hug and hugged me tightly. It was the time we were having such close contact but I didn’t mind. Apparently, the only reason why it took him a while to find me was that he had been ill and had to treat himself ro a while, it had taken him a while for me to realize that i was gone but before he started believing that had gone, Serena and Juaillanna had assured him that I was fine.Seeing th
Serena’s words didn't leave me for a few days but it finally left. Destiny was fickle and so was fate, it could change sides any time, talk about a chameleon. That was what fate was like and before you would be the only one on your side, getting fat on your side was useless so I didn’t bother trying.There was a knock on the door and I raised my head from the book I was wearing, the door knob opened slightly and a guard walked in.“His highness requests your presence” he announced and I stared at him before nodding my head. The guard walked away immediately. I closed the book I was reading and stared at the door the guard had just closed.Jonathan had sent for me? What did he want? Had they found something?I stood up from my seat anyway. I hadn’t seen Jonathan in two weeks. I knew he had gotten busy but I had no idea what he was doing. I knew that there had been some issues in the kingdom but I hadn’t bothered to think about or bother about it, it wasn’t my business so I stayed away
Masoma had been right about the drugs she used on my thigh. It had scalded over quickly and the pain wasn’t there anymore. I had spent two more days in Jonathan's room before he allowed me to go back to my room. Those three days were days of him apologizing over and over again and then cuddling me to sleep. As much as I hated it, sleeping in his arms was far more peaceful than I thought it would be and in fact in his arms, I didn’t have even one nightmare. I slept soundly without any sort of dreams or nightmares or visions, anything at all. I only slept and woke up, that was all.We had a few conversations around random things and Jonathan would tell me about random stuff just for the fun of it. I liked it but returning to the room and I was right. Juaillanna and Serena were both happy to see me. They crushed me in a hug but they soon noticed the abnormality with me. Juaillana was the first to rush me questions before Serena stopped her. They both then decided tactfully not to ask any
I didn’t think that Masoma would be the one to encourage me to go home. I didn’t think she was going to tell me anything like, your family is waiting for you. Even though I didn’t believe her one bit. She didn’t know that I was guilty of what they had accused me and the only reason why I hadn’t given Triss the journal was because I had found out she married Karl.I didn’t even know whether to say it was a blessing in disguise that I hadn’t given it to her because I didn’t know if I would still be alive. I tried to believe what she had said, that my people were trying to break me out. Depending on the way the war had ended, I knew that the Zadok kingdom although free would not hear the last of it. They would convince together and come up with a better plan to fight the Berg’s again except that I knew the Berg’s as well would be ready for them.“You know medicine to an xtend so I already left all your herbs and everything you’ll need in your medicine room” Masoma informed me and I nodded
“Amira please” Jonathan pleaded again.“I have wronged you and I know that everything you have said, you are right. I’m not so good with words and no matter how hard I try to explain it won’t make sense and it won’t change how you feel or the things you have gone through but I want you to know that I am sorry. I am really sorry to have caused you this much pain and I do really hope that you forgive me. I am sorry Amira, please, come with me” Jonathan pleaded again but I wasn’t having it. I wiped my tears with my hands and sniffed.Staying away and keeping my distance from him was the best course of action for me. I couldn’t go back to it. It was the best way for me to try and live my last days in peace.Jonathan edged closer to me, leaving very tiny space in between us as he grabbed my arm.“Amira please” he said and I turned to look at his eyes. They were red and dull, he was sorry. His eyes, words and every one thing was proving that but how was I supposed to trust him again. How wa