new beginings12:26 May 21 2007
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“ get up and get dressed girl.. Hurry it up ! “ I was haled to my feet fiercely, by my Mother. Oh goddess, I thought what have I done now? Shrugging into a semi clean dress, if that’s what you want to call it, I prepared for today’s work and all the joys that lay await, sarcastically speaking of course. Today I would have to go marketing in the village, alongside other things. I sighed, the village, how I hated it so. With it’s self-centered civilians and ignorance floating through it’s streets. No, littering more like it. The mere thought of the villagers being sent to the hell they so belonged in amused me, made me feel a bit better and I realized I was smiling as I rounded the corner at the bottom of the stairs and headed to the kitchen. My smile, however, disappeared when I entered the doorway and saw two well built men standing by the table.
“ Luna sha? “ the first mans voice rumbled.
“um, y-yes “ damned stuttering again. I really have to stop doing that.
The man that had spoken stepped forward, taking hold of my arm suddenly with such force that I yelped.
“ hey, what is going on here? Lemme go!” I thrashed but it only made the other man move up to help hold me.
“ you have been sold to Lord prygus, you now belong to him”
“ sold?” sold? Had he really said sold? I was no slave, nor was I a servant of any kind. How could I have been sold??
“ yes sold for fifteen gold franks “ my eyes roamed until they stopped, finally landing on mother. My hate, rage all pure and drowning was directed at her. Instead of looking guilty or disillusioned, she smiled. She was actually smiling. I spat in her face and let out an almost inhuman growl.
“ you wench, how could you sell your own damned daughter! I hope you burn in hell!”
we rode horse back to meet my new. . . . . owner, for lack of a better word. From country and farmland and further yet we appeared to be riding into darkness instead of trees, but I protested nothing for it wouldn’t have been noticed much anyhow. At the far end of the woods we galloped out and into a clearing on which a grand castle stood proudly in the middle of it all . my breath caught In my throat, it was beautiful, no, more then beautiful. Gargoyles guarded the stair case leading to the entrance and what looked to be a garden. Their mouths were ajar and bodies a rough yet enchanting view. I reached over to run a hand over that dark beauty. There was definitely nothing such as this back in that crumby arse village of old. No, this place had grace, a certain unity that others lacked it felt, homey.
“ you may wait in here “ said the guard that had originally taken hold of me back at the cottage. The room I now sat alone in was very big, very stocked and very . . . . red. Everything, I noticed with shock, was a solid, touchable blood red. The walls, the chairs, and tables, even most of the books were a distinguished red. A grand red oak piano sat in the far corner by a large window. I relaxed just a bit in seeing that. I loved the piano though, mother on the other hand had said that it was time wasted that I could be doing work. Stupid wench, I hope she’s burning. I ran my fingers tentively down the keys, playing a familiar tune my grandmother had taught me before she passed away. Letting the music flow through me, moving with the rhythm, I didn’t hear anybody come in until it was too late
“not here even a day and your are already rummaging” I spun too quickly and fell to the floor. Smart luna, really smart I thought. It took all my free will not to lift my head and look at him straight in the eyes.
“ im sorry, really I am “ i felt more then saw him tense.
“ when you speak to me you will always address me as my lord, or master never less, do you understand me? “
I gave the barest of nods, “ my most sincere apologies, . . . . m’lord” the words were forced out, I just couldn’t help it. I lifted my head slightly to show that I was not afraid of him. I continued sulkily, with my nails digging into my palm with force.
“ please forgive me master, for I am clumsy and do not know my place yet” by the time I had finished that sentence the blood that had welded up in the half moons on my palm had begun to run out and down. Lord prygus, who had been about to say some thing, stopped in mid-motion. Against all else I looked up, looked at my new . . . .master for the first time and took every detail in, his long black hair tied back in a ponytail low around his neck, the way he was slender yet had a strong aura of strength. His features carefully composed in a neutral manner. The way he carried himself. I ended on his eyes, they held stars, the moon, the universe and oh, so much knowledge, crisp eyes of winter gran always called them. The blue was like burning fire yet dull somehow as if he were lacking, missing something important. He was watching the blood run from my hands, his eyes a mixture of panic and lust, his back tense again. He spoke softly, not as a lord would usually speak to his servant, more to a lover: ,” what are you doing to yourself, girl? “
despite the fear of punishment I spoke as I normally would, and said what needed to be said, looking at him head on, “ my name is not ‘ girl’ it is luna and I would like to be called by it if you don’t mind, I am tired of being invisible and disrespected when I have well earned my respect. And I am only doing what I was told. . . . . m’lord” I waited for it, it took longer then I expected but after hesitation it came. The back of his hand connected with my face and I fell back down to the floor hard. The force with which he hit me was so hard my ears rang. It seems the first few months I spent a lot of time down there.
Xxxxxxxxxxxxx To be continued xxxxxxxxxxxxx
COMMENTS
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wolfblade
16:12 Jul 14 2008
babe does really has to be continued?