Chapter Nine
Marceline’s P.O.V
I had cried myself to sleep, and sleep was meaningless, I couldn’t call that resting, I wasn’t living I simply existed and that hurt more. I missed my family, I missed Dad, I prayed that he would rescue me, I didn’t mind if he shouted at me for months, but I just wanted to see him again.
Sitting in the dark cell, thoughts ran through my head, I needed to escape but that was seemingly impossible and I knew but damn me because I needed to try, I wasn’t Marceline if I didn’t put up a good fight. ‘
Marceline had spent days in the cell and was oblivious to the happenings in the world outside. The choosing ceremony had already taken place the day before and 4 girls had been chosen from the state.
The new year ceremony was in a month’s time, which was exactly the amount of time it took to get to the kingdom of Belrig. Alpha Adolphus had given the declaration that the chosen ladies be transported tomorrow.
“I have chosen these Four ladies who will represent the state of Olrod, May the supreme Alpha be with you in your journey to the Supreme State of Belrig”, Alpha Adolphus had said as he climbed the stage to address his people, humans and werewolves alike.
“But if anyone of you dares to disobey my decree, a painful punishment worse than death I shall bestow on you”. In his words, Strong enough to put chills in the body of the family members who wanted to dare the impossible, Escape.
Alpha Adolphus was a scary man, He stood at 6 feet 5 and towered over everyone like the Alpha that he was, compared to the other Alpha’s, he looked calmer, but everyone knew he was far from it. Alpha Adolphus was a king that wouldn’t hesitate to kill his kids if need be.
There were mixed reactions after the choosing, The tears of family gushed nonstop as they watched their daughter’s being dragged away. The girls who had been chosen watched their whole lives flash before their eyes, they believed only one thing now ;
Death Could Present itself anytime and they should be prepared.
Marceline’s wounds hadn’t healed fully, her body was still under immense pain and she hadn’t eaten a thing in three days, She was weak, very weak, so weak that she hadn’t realised when the three men whom had dragged her two days ago came into the cell to fetch her.
The door had opened with a bang and the three huge men whose name she didn’t remember had come marching into the room. One held keys in his hands, it dangled and made a sound that irritated Marceline in her sleep. He marched further than the rest and began opening the metal gates, Marceline opened her eyes immediately, She could see them but couldn’t recognise any and frankly she had forgotten their names as well.
Marceline Felt this was her golden opportunity to leave so she got up and charged towards him. Her idea of charging towards the man and pushing him hard to run looked great in her head,. But the moment she stood up, her legs wobbled and failed her causing her to fall back down into the arms she was running away from as the man caught onto her head fast.
“She is down bad”, the man said, The other man stepped forward, “Lets just carry her there”. He said as he bent down also and reached for her legs, The first man carried her shoulders and together they picked her up and took her out of the cell.
Marceline wasn’t passed out, not again, She was awake, but her eyes and body had failed her. She had no idea where she was being taken to, but she couldn’t think anymore, so she let them take her .
The three men took her out of the cellar and into the open vineyard of the Triante Mansion, They passed round the vineyard and appeared shortly after in front of Mr Triante and Mrs Triante who stood in front of an old worn out carriage that had a cage .
“Sir”, The first man greeted while Mr Triante sneered at him, “Kept us waiting in the sun huh?”, The man lowered his eyes in an apologetic nmanner, ‘’I apologise sir”, Mrs Triante looked at her husband and sighed, “Its Okay, get her down”.
They did as she instructed and lowered Marceline back on the ground, They put her in a kneeling position but her head wobbled although she tried to stay strong. Mrs Triante stepped forward to speak with her, “You look like a mess, I apologize, they have hit you hard”, Marceline laughed and shook her head, “You are Vile”. She said without an ounce of hesitation.
Mrs Triante smiled rather brightly at that but Mr Triante’s eyes grew dark as he charged at her , he wasted no time in kicking her in the face with his leather shoes causing her to topple and loose the last Strength she had and fall to the ground, Mr Triante did not stop there, rather he kicked at her shoulders while Marceline tried to get away from him whilst wincing.
“You are thrash and have no manners!!, Maybe I should just kill you!!, i***t!!’’, Mrs Triante held her husband’s hands to stop him from hitting the unresponsive girl again, “Its enough honey, she learned”. Mrs Triante signalled the men to get her kneeling again and they did so, Her wobbling continued while blood trailed down her hands to the floor, Marceline was loosing consciousness again even though she tried hard to stay awake.
“I think it’s best we end the little relationship we had on a happy note, don’t you think so?”, Mrs Triante asked looking around as they all nodded at her, Marceline choked as she tried to speak, The pain in her mouth was intense and she spat blood, She tried again and successfully opened her mouth, “What do you want from me?” Marceline asked the woman not having the strength to banter words with her.
Mrs Triante came more closely to her and dropped her head a bit, “Forget Lowell and everything that happened here, you were a loose canyon who needed to be corrected by her masters, Okay?”. Marceline nodded, She had already forgotten Lowell, he had given up on her and so did she, The love she had was gone, now she just needed to survive, For the latter, who was she going to tell that she had been mistreated, The king?, or the head wolves she might encounter in the palace?, she wasn’t going to tell anyone because no one would believe her.
“Ma’am, I have one request”, Marceline tried her luck, but Mr Triante was quick to shut her up, “Who do you think you are demanding for requests”, Mrs Triante raised a hand up, “Lets hear her out”.
“If you may, I just wish to see my parents one last time ma”, Marceline fell to Her feet and Mrs Triante grimaced away, but looking at the girl she sighed “Granted you fulfil my wish”, Marceline smiled , She was content, no matter the pain she felt, she was happy knowing she would be seeing her parents even if it meant one last time.