Chapter Sixteen
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"P-punished?"
I threw my head back and started laughing. The loud laughter was echoing in the big room. It was painful to laugh but I couldn't stop. The thought of punishment was funny since for the past few days, that was what had been happening to me. I was getting punished, hit, beaten down, almost kidn*pped, hit, kidn*pped again, and now this Prince or whoever he was wanted to punish me?
"You want to punish me?" I raised myself and sat on my knees, removing the mask that was covering my face and looking at him with a swollen eye, chuckling at his stunned expression.
"Punish me, huh" I laughed more and then I coughed as my chest began to hurt.
I threw away the mask and proceeded to step down the bed and stand in front of him, raising my sleeves and showing him my bruised purple arms and giggling.
"How much more are you going to punish me?"
I put one leg on the bed and raised my pant a little to show him the marks on my calves. Even though it was not a girl who like to show any strange man my body part, but who was I kidding, this man was about to see it anyways or wanted to see it.
Raising an eyebrow I waited as all of this sunk in for him. But I was amused as his lips tilted and he smirked looking at me.
"And?"
He stood in front of me, crossing his hands and leaning closer to my face.
"Do you think, I don't know what's being done to your body while you are brought here?"
I blinked and stood there as he continued.
"Trash like you should anyways be treated like this"
He chuckled.
"It's your fault. You were born to someone who only belongs in the garbage" he shrugged looking at his reflection in the mirror, while I stood and stared, pulling my thumb in and making a fist.
"And then being born as a girl, whose only purpose is to please men"
Before he could react, my right-hand fist hit his face. It wasn't with much force but I was done, done being treated like a thing, trash, someone who wasn't supposed to be born at all.
One blew from him on my cheek and I landed on the ground, my right arm hitting the cold surface first and taking all the impact.
"Aaaaaaaaaa" I screamed out loud and a sob escaped from my lips.
"You pathetic girl, how dare you to slap me" this time it was my belly which he hit with a kick.
"Aaaaaaaaaaa"
*Cough Cough*
I spit out blood on the floor, painting the room with yet another color.
He bent down and grabbed my hair, making me stand up and face him as blood dripped from my mouth and lips.
My head was buzzing and everything was looking blurry.
"I was going to be slow with you but girls like you don't deserve it"
As my body went more wobbly, my hand reached for my locket and with force took off the tooth.
"Die"
I spitted out and aimed the tooth at his eyes, jamming it in with I hear the painful cry from him.
His scream filled the room and he hold my hair loose, making my body fall on the floor.
"I AM GOING TO KILL YOU, I AM GOING TO BURN YOU ALIVE, WITCH"
I couldn't help but chuckle and put one of my hands on the bed, trying to get up as he tried to reach for me again.
The door flew open and someone threw a dagger pinning the prince to the bed. He was still alive, just won't be able to move for a while as the dagger pierced his leg making him scream again.
"We need to hurry"
The man standing in front of me rushed by my side and fell to his knees. As his gaze landed on me, he flinched a bit. Taking a deep breath, he took off a white cloth and patted on my bleeding lip. He was careful enough not to pat it hard or touch it anywhere. I was barely able to make out his face or any features. Everything was still blurry.
"May I, Lady?" He looked at me and pointed at my hand which was still on the bed and with whose support I was still sitting straight.
Everything was too confusing for me.
Who was he? What had just happened? Was he here to get me free or was he here to take me away again.
I glanced at the prince on the bed and back on the guy who was kneeling on the floor waiting for me to say anything.
There were more screams and yelling. I could hear footsteps and people running around. The whole place looked in chaos. A lot of men in black attire were outside my room.
"I am sorry, I had to do this quickly"
He got up and took the robe of the prince lying on the bed and placed it around my arms. The material was thick and made me warm instantly but the scent was making me pukish again. Maybe I would throw it away as soon as we were out.
After putting the robe around me, he lifted my hand and placed it around his shoulder, making me stand up but too carefully.
Even when I was standing, he stood a foot tall to me and he had to bend down to help me walk.
"I...I could"
*Cough*
I spitted more blood
"I would have to request you, lady, please don't speak, you are..."
It felt like he was having a hard time speaking. And then it dawned on me, I was a mess, and right now, all I would get was a pity. The man was feeling the same for me.
"You are hurt, lady" he glanced back and growled a little.
"No man should raise his hand on a girl"
But this felt different, the way he spoke to me, it somewhat didn't feel like pity. Was he concerned for me?
"I- I could walk," I said again, as I could see that he would have trouble taking me outside.
"I am sorry for what I am about to do, Lady" in one swift move he picked me up bridal style like I weighed nothing. I was speechless for several seconds. I just made sure my body wasn't shivering and he couldn't hear how fast my heart was beating.
"It won't take a long, lady. I am sorry if it was making you uncomfortable"
He apologized again when I was the one getting help from him and I couldn't do anything but look at him, as I somewhat felt like I shouldn't speak more.
Another pair of footsteps made me almost jump again but the man didn't react much as if he knew who was at the door.
"There is another group, Cedric. We have to move fast"
I was only able to see a pair of green eyes, looking at me as everything turned dark again.
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