CHAPTER 8: Betony
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CHAPTER 8: EIGHTH EFFLORESCENCE
Betony ~ Shock
Meaning: Surprise, unexpextence, shock and unpredictableness.
Fake and grief can not replace this empty hazard,
the moment I lay my eyes on you souless.
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I sleep until I can not sleep anymore and open my eyes, finding Cadipylth Loyd sitting on the bed beside me, his torso uncovered down to the circle of his waist. I avert my gaze quickly and keep my sight down, not daring to look up. But I found myself at the same condition ─ bare of any sort of clothes.
My train of thoughts finally register what has happened ─ the rape, the s*x, the smell, and finally me giving in to his want. The memory come crashing down like a strong slap on the face, one that has the very intention of hurting. That is how shaken up I am, to the point that silent tears slide down my cheeks.
“Oh, my Orynth. I know. You must be feeling overwhelmed. I am too, especially when I found out. I can’t believe that it happened so soon.”
There is no sarcarm or mocking in his tone. In fact, I am rather surprise that he sounds so sincere and.... kind, as if something has changed him. A good news, perhaps? Has raping me by actually causing my body to move willingly become such an impact on him?
But then I finally understand what he is talking about once my eyes land on the thing he is staring at.
There, at the edge of the bed, roots of light green grows freshly on top of the white sheet. It is a lotus, unexpectedly. It’s fragrance is faint, but there netherless. The crown has yet to blossom, but there are already hints of it about to, with the petals starting to grow into a light soft shade of pink already.
A baby. They have made a baby. The baby is going to be born soon.
Hypnotized by its magnificentness, I cralw forward and reach out to touch the lotus. Carefully, my fingers graze upon it. I am still so shocked, so traumatized, so confused. But looking at the newborn in my hand, I somehow understand slowly.
The Cadipylth wants a successor. He needs me to produce an heir. He forced himself upon me so that he could get what he wanted. And he does now. This baby is all he will need for to build another generation of the flowery kingdom.
Something very cold enters me and I almost hit the newborn lotus at my attempt to get my hold on. I land on all fours half a meter away, my face down while my ass exposed up high. Cadiplyth Loyd is back in action again, this time massaging my insides with his tongue.
“You taste so good,” he says when he extracts himself on my p***y, only to sink right back in.
His saliva is all over me. I try to stay strong, taking his treatment over me.... until I finally can not take it anymore.
I am turning into a w***e.
I am a w***e.
His w***e.
I am so cheap that anyone can touch me.
I am so worthless that being a sacrifce is thought of nothing.
I am no longer pure, but used and tained.
I am this flower that this looks beautiful and fresh but rotten in the inside.
And I will always be like this.
Shaking strongly, my mind set that I can not take it any longer. It does not matter who I run to for help. Either it is Amarant or Vine. Either it is Julius or the Cadipylth himself. In the end, there is nothing else they would love but used me as their slave. We, the women of Cainvarna, are all sharing the same fate. But I refuse to take it.
So when he is not aware of it, I slowly sneak my hand to the sword’s handle, pulling it our from its socket and slowly draw it to my neck. The sharpness slices my skin, allowing white, mostly transparent blood to flow from my vein. Yet I keep pressing more, until my head begins to turn dizzy and the brave grib I have on the hold loosens and I drop the sword without a sound.
I lie there, dying and struggling to breath ─ after all, it is what the nature of living being does. I can still feel the cold flick of Loyd’s tongue. The more the minute grow, the more passionate he moves.
My sight stays the young flower in front of me, in silence wondering what find of future the baby has in stored. If she is a girl, then hopefully better than mine.
Then for the last time, darkness welcomes me and I fall right into its void.
- THE END -
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Ranks in Cainvarna
Cadipylth
Or the King.
Recently owned by: ?
Orynth
Or the Queen.
Recently owned by: Currently none.
Royal Family
The children of the Cadipylth
Recently owned by: Currently none.
Orchdin
General of war. Someone that deals directly with security and business regarding matters outside of the clan publically.
Recently owned by: Gallan
Convicus
This rank carries the duties of running secret missions, appointed only by the King ─ Cadipylth.
Recently owned by: Julius Cainvarna
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