Enslaved to Save - Fated Enemies II

Cold.  Freezing cold, cold until the bones ached, was that what Alexa was feeling, she sat on the sones of her cell, the metal biting into her neck every time she decided to try a new position to be more comfortable, her thoughts and doubts rested with her family and her mate, back at Zulcan where she had left an unfinished war believing in the word of a dark sorcerer, her sacrifice had been for them. Steps on the stone stairs that led to her cell, made her look up and push those thoughts aside, she was a prisoner from the council, brought there by a rogue member of their order, since they had arrived, she had been locked up on this cell, a tiny place, only big enough for her to stand and lie down, with only a ragged blanket for warmth, she wasn't used to this kind of cold, and she tried to move as little as possible to conserve her temperature, the collar that Flavius had to put around her neck use also didn't help, it was chained to the wall, giving her even less movement. She listened as someone opened the lock and the door, Alexa expected to see Flavius standing there with his crooked smile, but instead a woman small in size with dark long hair and piercing blue eyes wearing a blue tunic and blue pants she stood on the entry of the cell her hands on her hips and a distasteful look on her face. "So, you're the queen, seems more like a ragged homeless beggar!" her voice was annoying to the ear, in a high pitch, that was uncomfortable for Alexa's keen ears, "You don't have nothing to say?" Alexa looked at the woman without saying a word, defying took over her face, challenging the woman to do something about it, "Oh! If the cat ate your tongue that's not a problem, I'm not here to make conversation!", Alexa gave her a crooked smile and a low growl rumbled on her throat, she felt the animosity of the woman in front of her, "Than what are you doing in my humble abode?" "After all she has a tongue and a sarcastic one! Well, you should thank me for being here, the council asked me to give you this potion!" She explained, showing a flask of a green liquid. "What it's that?" Alexa needed to ask, fear rose in her voice, not for herself, but for the pup, she was carrying. "It's so your pup doesn't develop until it's the right time! You aren't prepared for it and what you will endure in the Palace of Eras could make you lose your child! The Council doesn't want that, be grateful that your pup is such a rarity and very valuable, or else, you would be killed in the spot! Especially since you've arrived with that demented Flavius! Now drink it!" She gave Alexa the vial and waited for the queen to drink it, before turning her back to her. "What will happen to me?"  "For now, nothing! Your future is being decided as we speak, by the Council!" "Thank you" Alexa felt the need to say to the other woman. "Don't thank me, I didn't give you anything that will help you! You will fill pain, almost unbearable, from the potion, but if you want to survive and want to ever hold your child in your arms you need to ride the pain!" "Ride the pain?" Alexa asked with fear in her voice. "You'll know what I mean, in a few minutes!" The woman said, closing the door, she looked one more time for Alexa, with a cruel smile. Darkness then, all the light that came inside the room with the stranger had suddenly been sucked on the moment she closed the door. The pain started soft, on her abdomen, just a filling of hot embers inside of her, then it grew and spread, Alexa closed her eyes trying to fight the pain, but that just made it worse, hot pain, like a living fire consuming her. She tried resisting and fighting the pain, she screamed not caring if her jailors could hear it or not. Then she lost conscience, but the pain didn't leave her there either. She dreamed with her homeland, her castle being in shambles, all destroyed by fire, Morgaine and Rufus leading an army, her friends in shackles, the women used for breeding stock, behind cages that were open when men wanted them, she saw Flora being r***d by a man, her face was bruised and bloodied, she didn't go down without a fight, Patricia was almost unconscious in the cage, there were more cages but Alexa's attention was driven away by a scream, a woman scream, Elia was delivering amidst chaos and as soon as her child was in the world masked faces took her child away from her, she was left bleeding there, tear running down her face, Alexa wanted to scream and cry but no word left her mouth, she couldn't utter a sound.  Then she saw what schocked her most, her body, laying in a pike, Edwin crying at her feet, cursing and trying to get free from the shackles that restrained them, Morgaine was speaking to him, pleading something, but he was trying to kill her, to be free from the restrainings and put a spear through her heart, then Rufus, annoyed by the spectacle ordered something that caught Morgaine unaware and she complained but he didn't look at her, he was spitting fire from his eyes towards Edwin, he threw Morgaine out of the way and rip Edwin's throat out with his claws. Alexa felt her world shattered and the pain she was physically feeling resembled the spike where she was seeing her body, she loosed a loud scream and her voice worked, then darkness and flames were all that she was feeling and seeing, she stopped fighting, she stopped resisting and dived into the pain, both the physical or the emotional one that she was suffering for seeing all that. Once the pain wasn't too bad, she began hearing voices around her, she couldn't make out what they were saying or to whom they belonged, but she was feeling a little more relaxed, her body wasn't so cramped, she began feelin the cold of her cell, which was a relieve after feeling the burning of the potion. "She is waking up!" One of the voices said, "go grab something for her to eat and ask the maids to prepare a bath on the third floor!" "Wich room?" A second voice asked, this time, a feminine voice. "The forest room!" The first voice replied, now she could understand it was a male voice, full of concern and authority, seemed an old voice. "I told you, she is strong! She will be fine!" A third voice spoke, Flavius she could tell. "We will see! Carry her to the Forest Room and see that she takes a bath and eat something, then I want her to come meet me!" "I'm not an errand boy!" Flavius complained. "You will be whatever I need you to be! Before you were away far away from my reach for me to punish you for your stupity but now, you're under my roof you'll do as I say or you'll have the same training as she is about to embark, with a difference, I'll put a collar on your neck and chop of one hand! Understood?" The voice turned rough and threatening. "Yes, Master Cul!" "I hope this is the last time I need to remind you of this! Now go!"