I was unable to eat anything, just simply sat there and let myself be pampered in preparation for the moment when I would accept Master Abigor's hand in marriage.
It was when the sun had passed its peak that I was finally ready and slipped into my wedding gown. Never has a simple gown ever brought me to tears as I thought of how far I had come.
I hugged each of my ladies in waiting and especially clung onto Lydia for just a bit longer. We talked about how Master Abigor and I had started out and giggled about how none of us would have ever imagined that it w
I laid my head on his chest, my heart thumped against my ribs, my ears had a constant ring and my mouth was dry. We were finally alone. The sun had set and the guests had left.It had been a beautiful day, one that ended far too quickly for my liking. I wished I could have spent the rest of eternity in that moment with Abigor. As we swayed together to the music being played by my very own teachers. I could still hear how beautifully the strings of the violin had been pulled as he and I danced together. I heard the ooh's and ahh's from our exclusive audience. We only had the wealthiest and the most powerful attend.It had truly been an event for the books.But now, it was time for me to meet my end.Abigor held onto me just as tightly and we silently stood in embrace, refusing to let the other go. It felt like we had been standing this way for hours since the balls of my feet felt as though they
I ran a wet hand over my hair, laying down the silky hair as I looked at myself in the mirror. I was met with no reflection of myself and it brought a smile to my face to know how invisible I truly was.I fixed the cuffs on my sleeves before I put on my tunic. My eyes were immediately drawn to the simple wedding band on my finger and I thought of my beautiful mate who would awaken at any moment.I were not entirely certain when she would awaken but patience is a virtue, and I would wait for her. Even if it may take an eternity- at some point in time she shall open her eyes and I shall not be forced to carry on the rest of my life in solitude.I turned on my heels and strode out of my bathing chambers and towards my bed. I stood at the foot of the bed, my eyes setting on my wife who lay completely still. Her hands rested on h
Before I begin the tale, let us bow our heads or raise our hands. Whatever your belief, close your eyes even for a minute and pray to be guided, and pray to never be as deceived and misled as Aphrodite got deluded.Turn around now, leave this book behind and never open it again for it is bad luck on your soul.It has been foretold that once you begin to read the tale of Aphrodite you are unable to stop until the very end.If you are still reading, I say you are either very brave or very stupid. I pray for you...May God have mercy on your soulShe had skin as dark as midnight when the moon is covered by dark night clouds; her skin is as dark as midnight when not a single star is
I am of a slave, but not the slave that you may think of. My mother was of slave, but she had become famous because of her extremely attractive facial features. People would travel far and wide to see of the dark skinned woman, with skin as dark as the devil. It was believed she was far too beautiful and therefore she was thought of as supernatural and not human.She was kept in cages, and viewed at art shows and lavish royal dinner parties and masquerades. She was a prize that her master had spent very good money on. Her master became famous and wealthy because of her, since people would pay any amount due to set their eyes on her in her locked cage, but time is a force and soon my mother was no longer the 16 year old or the youth age of 25 anymore, and soon enough she'd lose her beauty, wither and die. And then what will her master do? He could not let this happen.
I was sitting in my carriage, listening to the wild loud trot of my horses as I was led through the town. I looked outside, watching the people we strode by before I looked at Lydia, "these people, Lydia, why do they keep looking and waving at the carriage?" I asked her."Because they know it is you," she answered me as she sat her hands delicately in her lap, sitting in the far corner of the carriage and I frowned at that.She was not just a servant, and she was not just my lady in waiting, she was my only friend."Lydia, what have I told you?" I warned her, and she scooted out of the corner, immediately relaxing against the plush soft seats."Are you not nervous, Aphrodite?" she asked me and I looked back outside, watching the children run along the side of the carriage until they could not keep up."Being nervous is a positive thing," I responded, "I shall do my best to-
"You need to rest," Lydia told me kindly as she tucked me into my bed and I sighed, enjoying the feel of the thick sheets around me that gave me warmth, "sleep well," she wished and I watched as she walked out of my chambers and closed the door behind her.When I was sure that she would not come back, I took my hands out from under the blanket, revealing the daffodil I still held in my hand.I felt a smile slowly grow as I looked at the slowly wilting flower, thinking of the messy brown haired green eyed mischievous boy.Sebastian, he said his name was.I put the daffodil to my nose, taking in the smell. It is the first gift I have ever received from any man or person besides Master Abigor.I did not have any friends nor any admirers so my heart skipped a beat as I thought of the good looking youthful gentleman who had gifted me this flower. I
"God has truly favoured me," Sebastien said as I emerged from behind the curtain, but this time I did not jump from surprise. This time, I looked up at him, fighting a smile."Do you make it a habit to sneak from behind curtains in theatres, Sebastian?" I asked him, watching as he took off his hat once again. His hat covered his face for a second before he slid it down to his chest, but between his teeth was a single red rose.I smiled, unable to contain it as he removed the rose from his teeth and then looked at me, handing it to me with an over dramatic bow, "for the Goddess," he told me as I took the rose from him."I thank you, Sebastian," I said kindly as I held the rose, smiling down at it, "but I must get going," I said to him, afraid of getting into trouble with Lydia since she had seemed displeased when she found the daffodil.
I was frozen and still in shock about what happened the previous night. I could feel Master's terrifyingly cold hand wrapped around my neck. It was almost as though he had not stopped choking me and with each breath, I flinched in fear.I sat in the tub, letting Lydia wash me. She was silent, not bothering to ask what the matter could be. She most probably has an inkling about what happened, either that or she suspects that something went terribly wrong with Master the previous night. Whatever the case may be, I am relieved that she has not asked me what had occurred.I wanted to keep what happened to myself.I was also fearful; had I angered Master that much? Will he sell me off? Whip me like so many masters do to their slaves? I know what the world is like outside these mansion walls that Master Abigor has kept me protected in. The realization