DAHLIA POV
The little grew pale at the response and she turned to stare at with nothing but fear in her gaze. I stared at her with a wry smile on my face. She was probably scared for but she didn’t need to because I knew what was going to happen when I took her place. I just didn’t think of the fact that the soldier would be a sadistic bastard.
"Hey." I wheezed out, "It’s okay, just do what he wants. I’m okay, I promise."
The girl may be young but she wasn’t stupid. She could tell everything I was saying about being fine was a lie. Besides, it was also obvious from the way I felt sothing trickle down my back. There was no doubt that my back was bleeding. I could sense it hot sticky trails sliding their way down my spine and soaking the waistband of my ragged garnts. The cold air kissed each open welt as an insult to the comfort and I cringed despite myself.
The little girl stood as if rooted to the spot, staring at the ground like it would open up and swallowed her if she concentrated that hard. Her lip shook but she didn’t cry, even though tears shimred in her eyes like crystals. She looked up at with those big scared eyes of hers. She wasn’t scared of but for .
"It’s okay." I whispered
The soldier cracked his whip and against my judgnt I flinched which made him chuckle, "Alright you heard the princess, so do not fuck this up!" That was all he said before he lashed out.
I swallowed a whimper as I fell forward and I gripped on to the chain tightly as pain surged through my body.
"What’s that? I don’t hear you counting!"
Oh no! I thought just as another crack sounded and this one made cry out. My legs were shaky and I would have fell down if the chains weren’t holding upright. It was starting to hurt like crazy. My whole limbs was trembling and to be honest I do not know how long I can hold out for.
"One." The girl finally spoke but it was low, so low I barely heard it.
Apparently the guard must not have to because he struck again and this ti two more tis. He channeled all his frustrations into it because this one hurt, I scread in pain. My knees buckled under the weight of the agony and I tried to shuffle away at the pain but I couldn’t get fast enough.
"No, please stop hitting her!" The girl pleaded the tears she tried so hard so hard to hold back now rolled freely down her cheeks.
"Not what I want to hear!" The soldier replied as he continued to beat repeatedly with the whip.
Black spots danced at the corner of my eyes and this ti, I had collapsed forward. The chains were the only thing holding upright as the soldier continued his assaults on my body.
"ONE! ONE!" The girl yelled loudly, "So please just stop, please!" The girl scread loudly as she wailed.
The solider grunted in satisfaction, "Now that was exactly what I wanted to hear!" He said before he cracked his whip, "Don’t forget you can’t miss a number this ti around!" He said getting ready and he cracked the whip.
At this ti, I was ready to just ready to collapse and I knew if the guard strike again, there was no way I was going to make it to fifty not to talk of making it to hundred. But I do not regret it, it was sothing that I would do again, a thousand tis over again because if I could save just one life from the hell that I’ve endured here, then it was worth every drop of blood soaking into the snow.
That thought alone, fueled with determination so I decided to hold on for as long as I can. The bastard was enjoying it because he didn’t strike again. He wanted them all to watch it so just when they begin to let their guard down he could fill them with dread again.
He cracked his whip and I heard the people whisper in fear as they shuffled backwards and my whole body trembled with anticipation of the pain that was about to co next but just before it could we were interrupted.
"And what the hell is going on here?" A loud voice suddenly yelled.
Even though blood swam through my head making my vision blurry, I lifted my head only to see a dark hooded figure standing at the top of the stone steps. There was an air of authority that no one could deny. The crowd fell silent completely. Even the guard with the whip froze as he turned to stare at the figure with a scowl on his face.
I already knew who it was based on the voice and I could feel myself smirking at that.
"Apologies but I believe this is none of your concern!" The soldier said and the figure didn’t say anything else just continued to stand there with the cloak billowing violently in the wind like it was alive.
Then before anyone could blink, the figure reached behind and brought out a cross bow, firing. The soldier couldn’t block it. He was too slow, the arrow stuck him right in the throat, everyone moved backwards. So scread and others looked away in fear. But , I fucking smiled.
"Anyone else wants to challenged my authority?" The figure asked and all the soldiers looked away, "Now that that’s out of the way, unchain the prisoner and send them all back in for the night and soone get that fucking corpse out of my sight!" The figure ordered and no one wasted any ti to obey.
I was unchained and I fell down to the snow, I looked up to see the figure walking away.
"Thank you!" I whispered into the wind.
Thank you, Evie!
Reviews
All reviews (0)