My Vessel; Olive

Chapter 1: Betrayal Dimah was not born into royalty, yet she carried herself like one whose crown was invisible but undeniable. In every corner of the kingdom, her name traveled like a soft wind—gentle, admired, and impossible to ignore. They called her the belle of the kingdom, not just because of her striking beauty, but because of the peace that seemed to follow her wherever she went. Her nature was flawless. She spoke kindly, even when others were harsh. She gave, even when she had little. And above all, she loved deeply—especially her child, the one pure light in her world. Her son was her joy, her purpose, her reason to wake each morning with hope. In his laughter, she forgot the harshness of life. In his embrace, she found strength. And then there was her husband. The man she trusted. The man who would become her undoing. At first, she did not notice the shift. Love has a way of covering cracks before they become visible. But slowly, things began to change. His laughter became rare. His presence felt distant, even when he sat beside her. He no longer looked at her the same way. And yet, she remained loyal. Until the night truth revealed itself. Hidden beneath the silence of the village, deep in the sacred grove where darkness often disguised itself as tradition, the elders gathered. Their voices were low, urgent. “The land is restless,” one said. “The spirits are displeased,” another added. “We must restore balance.” The solution was clear to them. A sacrifice. But not just any sacrifice. It had to be pure. Flawless. Worthy. And so, her name was spoken. “Dimah.” The air grew still. “She is perfect.” “The belle of the kingdom.” “A flawless vessel.” All eyes turned to one man. Her husband. “Do you agree?” His silence stretched like a moment between life and death. And then— “Yes.” That one word sealed her fate. In that moment, she ceased to be his wife. She became a 2 legged sheep. That same night, fate guided her ears to what her heart was not ready to hear. “…her husband has agreed…” The words pierced her soul. She stood frozen, her body refusing to move, her breath caught between disbelief and reality. Everything she believed in collapsed. Love,Trust,Safety,Gone. She returned to her child, holding him tighter than ever before. Tears fell silently—not just for herself, but for him. Because now she knew. They would take her. They would offer her. They would destroy her. But as she sat in the darkness, something within her began to shift. A quiet fire. A refusal. If they thought she would walk blindly to her death… Then they had chosen the wrong woman