Chapter 9: Busted
Lilac
I slipped in and out of consciousness, and when I finally came to, bright lights were assaulting my eyes sharply, right before I was roughly tugged out of the sack I was trapped in for what felt like ages. A pained cry left my lips as pain instantly shot through my body, licking through my veins with a deep intensity. The wound over my back from the lashings I got was burning like acid got poured over them.
I was so focused on the pain filling every inch of my brain that I didn’t realize I wasn’t alone till voices pierced through my brain.
"This is her?" A sharp, feminine voice demanded, making me recoil in fear on realize I was the one being referred to. I blinked my eyes multiple times to clear the haze over it, and that was when I recognized the two masked men who made that wretched deal with my uncle in exchange for me. Between them stood a short and curvy woman who had a very disappointed look across her face.
"Yes. What do you think?" One of the masked men responded just as he tugged his mask off. I was instantly taken aback by how good looking he looked, with sharp piercing eyes, a sharp nose and sharply outlined jaw.
"She’s so short! Why is she this short? The Grand King likes tall girls, with skinny features!" The woman bit out and I winced through the pain wracking through my body.
"Lady Beatrix, this was the best we could find. Only the king we succeeded in making the deal with was willing to part with her. And to top it off, She’s of royal blood." The second man who still had his mask on explained, voice gruff and clipped like he wanted to be anywhere but here.
"Very well then. Send her off to the feeders. They’ll take care of her... shabby appearance, then once it’s time tonight, she’ll be presented to the grand Grand Kingas a gift from the kingdom." The woman announced and the two men nodded tensely as she began to walk past me. She stopped at the sight of my bloodied back, making a disgusted sound.
"Is this her time of the month..." she was still speaking when the first man responded.
"She was whipped as punishment before we got her, that’s why." He explained and the woman scoffed, sounding annoyed.
"I hope she doesn’t have scars all over her body? Did you undress her to check for that before purchasing her?!"
The two men were silent before the one with the mask nodded, voice biting. "Yes, we did. We know our job, Lady Beatrix."