I am Reborn through Revenge

She just arrived.

***Marie’s POV***

Marie arrived at the gate of the fort. She came down from a horse carriage that had brought her. She headed for the main gate: a double, fifteen-foot, all wooden and artistically designed gate.

She was stunned. She had never seen anything like it.

'So the rumours about the kingdom of Zahrin were true?’ she mumbled in between thoughts. Everywhere was buzzing with people. People were moving into the fort more than they were coming out. She looked at the top of the wall, whereupon archers settled and lined in tactical positions.

Marie walked innocently and stood in the queue, waiting for her turn to be searched.

“Turn around quickly,” she heard a distant voice say. It got to her turn and a female guard searched her. She passed the searching test, she never thought it would be that simple.

As she walked inside the fence, she began to feast her sight with the beauty of the environment. For a moment, she allowed nothing to worry her. Only the scenery had made her forget that she had been very angry with Madam Alice earlier. She began to wander like a tourist, failing to take note of where she should go or where not to.

“Hey, you!” a husky voice yelled, startling her. “What are you doing there? Can’t you see that here is off-limit?” a fierce-looking soldier asked.

“I have no idea that they are off-limits," she told him. "This is my first time. I am sorry for coming here. I will be on my way.” Marie's heart fluttered in her chest wearily. The sight of the shiny blade the soldier held in his hand made the situation worst.

“Stop right there,” the soldier yelled. It sent chills down Marie's stomach. She had never been stopped by a soldier all her life let alone an angry one. “Did you just say that you are new here?” the soldier asked

“Yes, yes!" she replied quickly. "I am. . . I am new here sir,” she responded, her expression went slack.

“Hmm! I see.” The soldier holstered his sword and smiled mischievously, showing all his teeth. Marie couldn’t understand why he was smiling like that. She quickly glanced through the whole surrounding only to realize that she was alone with the ugly-looking man, nobody else. How did she get here?

“Have you been searched?”

“Yes, thoroughly sir,” she quickly replied. She didn’t want to cause more problems for herself. She wished she was never there. The soldier continued walking closer to her but the more he leaned closer, the scarier she became.

“Give me your bag.” he snatched it from her arms. The potbellied soldier with unkempt beards had a nefarious appearance. He didn't seem like someone she would struggle things with. He threw the bag on the floor and emptied all the content on the ground.

He looked at her again and then looked all around him. “Put your hands up let me search you fully.”

Without arguing, she raised her two hands and allowed the officer to search her.

“What brought you to this place?” he asked, placing his hands on her ribs, gently tracing them down.

“I uh, I came to know if, if I will be taken as a maid in the palace,” she said and swallowed.

“How am I sure that you are not a spy?” he asked. He gently traced down his hands to her ass, groped it, hard and then began to caress it. His expression became very difficult to read.

Shocked, she thought of running. She thought of escaping. But where would she escape to? Where did she know in the palace? How would she know that the fierce-looking soldier wouldn't use that as an excuse to kill her?

“No. I am not a spy sir,” she answered, forcing a smile. She managed to maintain her composure. For a moment, the officer stopped and looked into her eyes. He focused on her, his expression becoming more slutty.

“Then what are you?” he asked. He continued with the search. This time, he brought his hands to her laps and started tracing them up.

Marie's breathing changed. It started beating faster and faster. She wondered what he would do next.

“I have told you already. I came to contest for the post of a maid in the palace. Can I go now?” there was a note of arrogance in her voice.

“Not yet, baby girl,” he replied. He gently placed his hands to her chest and abruptly moved them to her breast. He squeezed them, hard. His eyes were empty of anything but lust.

“Ouch!” she screamed painfully. She quickly threw a punch on his face and it landed on his right eye. She immediately picked her bag that was kept on the floor and she took to her heels screaming for help.

What a bad day, she thought. She never imagined that she would be in such a mess, after all, she was happy a few moments ago. With the way the soldier was running after her, she realized that there was no way she was ever going to outpace him. She managed to run out to the open, at least to a point where people would see what the soldier would do to her.

“Stop there you piece of sh*t," he growled, voice nefarious. "I’m going to kill you today,” the soldier screamed. He continued to pursue her.

Running, she turned her neck to take a quick glimpse of the incoming soldier, she mistakenly overlooked a lump of stone. She stumbled on it and then lost her balance. She fell to the ground, landing with her face and her stomach.

“You stupid girl. You think you would outrun me eh?” the soldier muttered. He quickly approached her and gave her a powerful kick on her stomach.

She groaned as she rolled up on the floor. Oh! How she wished someone could save her! She wanted to beg him but the pains inflicted on her stomach wouldn’t allow her to.

“Please, sir! Let me go,” She cried, begging the officer while she was still lying on the ground. He kicked him again, this time harder than the first kick. She started bleeding through her nose. The nice dress she wore was ruined with a stain while her cape was stained in blood.

“Maybe you don’t seem to understand where you are,” the officer said laughing mockingly.

While she was lying helplessly hoping not to be killed, she raised her head and saw two more soldiers approaching them. She released a deep breath, a breath of relief, a relief of happiness. She hoped that when they approach her lying on the ground, she would be saved.

“What's going on here?” one of the patrol officers asked while the second one looked anxiously. Both officers were younger than the one that was punishing Marie. Just like the first officer, the two patrol soldiers were in their full army uniform. One was shorter while one was taller.

“I found this spy lurking around the wall. She was walking around in the unrestricted area when I caught her. I asked her to stop so she would be searched but she decided to run instead.”

“That’s a lie. You. . . you lied, sir. I am not a—” Marie was interrupted by a heavy kick. She groaned in severe pain as the pot-bellied officer kicked her again and again in her belly.

“How dare you accuse him? Why would you say that he lied? Are you stupid?” asked one of the patrol officers. “You must certainly be a spy. You do have some guts to accuse an officer right in my face,” the young, the short officer yelled.