Chapter 130: Slave to Him
"Argh," With a low groan a girl’s eyes slowly opened, she tried to stretch her hands to get up as that’s what she would normally do, but then, "Huh?" her hands met resistance, she tried to push against it but, "What is happening?" she frowned realizing something was wrong, "Where am I?" She groaned, she then opened her eyes and all she was met with, was darkness, she touched what seemed to be a wall before her and realized something... it was a wooden slate, and that instant, she suddenly remembered, she had been pushed into the back of a carriage after she had fought an unending number of bandits and in the end she got one up-ed from a sneak attack that resulted in her being taken.
The last thing she recalled was a blinding pain at the back of her head, followed by complete darkness. She’d been careless, too confident in her abilities. The bandits had been nothing more than fodder, easily dispatched with her frost magic, yet somehow she ended up here.
"Wait... I remember seeing someone," she muttered, recalling the face that appeared before her after a long while, a handsome looking young man dressed like a goddamn bandit. She was already filled with anxiety so the moment she had a chance, and realizing the place the man, whoever he was, had brought her was probably a town with people considering the buildings around, she decided to try her luck and attract attention, but it seems it didn’t work.
She had screamed for help earlier but no one came. Either they couldn’t hear her, or worse—they simply didn’t care. The thought made her blood boil. She, a daughter of a duke, treated like common cargo.
"That jerk... how could he attack me, even the other bandits didn’t dare touch me roughly," she frowned, then touched it once again, since this time she was more calm and the spell those idiot bandits had used to seal her mana seemed to have worn off, she just touched the wooden wall before her and her eyes glowed, she didn’t need to say an incantation, the next moment, the wood began to freeze, she kept on and in a matter of seconds...
BAM!
She punched it and it shattered into countless frozen splinters, she then bit her lips, feeling the stinging pain, but then ignored it, with that she moved forward, grabbing both edges of the now destroyed wooden wall to pull herself out. The crisp night air filled her lungs, a welcome change from the stale air of her wooden prison. Stars glittered overhead in a cloudless sky, casting just enough light for her to make out the shapes of buildings nearby. A small town, just as she suspected, though not one she recognized.
"Sighs," she got out, now standing outside, she turned back to view the carriage completely, "Tsk," she clicked her tongue in annoyance, she was going to find out who initiated this whole thing and she swore in her heart to torment them till death for putting her through this ordeal. Her fingers crackled with frost, the air around her growing colder with each passing second. Whoever had orchestrated her kidnapping would pay dearly—she would make sure of that.
The sound of approaching footsteps reached her hearing.