Chapter 1: My world

**Dear life, please be gentle with me**

Ezra POV

"Move it," The guard shouted.

We all had chains on our hands and legs as we walked,the chains were heavy but the guards paid no mind to it.

The guard whipped the person in front of me.

"Move it you fool" he shouted angrily and whipped the man again.

The man fell to the ground and the guard kicked him and he groaned.

"Stand up or you will be punished!" The guard ordered.

"I am tired." The man said weakly, which made the guard more angry and he kicked him again.

"What's the hold up Luke? " asked another guard.

"The fool says he's tired." He replied.

"Please water,"The injured slave said.

"Is that so?" Luke said ,as he drew his sword and struck the man he died.

Everyone gasped in fear.

I stepped back involuntarily and fell.

"Are you also tired?" Luke asked me.

I shook my head.

"Then get up, " he shouted .

I stood up immediately and my legs were shaking. Some men removed the chains of the deceased man and threw his body aside.

This is my everyday life,I just wish to be bought already.

"Keep moving. "A guard shouted and everyone moved hurriedly.

My legs were shaking but I willed them to move. Droplets of tears fell and I cleaned it immediately. I should be used to this now....it's my life after all..

***

Chris POV:

I struck the leader of the rebels and he fell and died.

He thought he could challenge me.

I scoffed.

"Is that all of them? " I asked.

"Yes, my Lord, none of them escaped, " Fred, my bodyguard , said.

"Damn rebels thinking they can double cross me." I hissed then smiled.

"Check the woods properly, " I said.

Few men went into the woods while the rest were looking for souvenirs and taking the swords and items of the deceased.

Its war after all its how it's supposed to be.

The men came back hours later.

I got on my horse and so did Fred and the rest.

We headed back to the mansion.

Rebels thinking they had grown wings,I slayed all of them without showing any mercy.

**

I was reading a book in my study when I heard a knock.

"My lord ,young master Stephen is here to see you." I was told.

Before I could say anything Stephen had already barged in.

"Hello dear Chris" he said and smiled.

If not that he is my best friend I would have killed him since....he's so annoying.

"Stephen, you should at least wait to be invited in," I said.

"Oh sure" I rolled my eyes.

"But why am I always called young Lord ,we are age mates ya know" he asked as he sat.

"Why are you here?" I asked impatiently.

"You wound me with the way you talk, I heard you killed some rebels. I wanted to see if my dear friend is alright, " he said dramatically, placing his hand on his chest.

"I am well as you can see." I replied and smiled.

"Oh don't give me that killer smile I might think i'm in trouble " he said seriously.

"Why would you think that ?" I said, raising an eyebrow.

"Forget about that so.... Can we go and have some fun?" He asked with an arched eyebrow.

"Where?" I asked.

"With pretty ladies at the pub," Stephen said.

"I'm not interested, I am tired." I replied.

"Please, "He said and gave me puppy eyes.

"Can you act matured for once Stephen leave please"

"Fine ..but in a few days new slaves will be coming you can't refuse my invitation" he said.

"You know well enough I have enough maids and slaves and I certainly don't need a bedmate so I must decline." I said with a smile.

"Doesn't matter we can just go and see them fighting over slaves it would be fun". He replied.

I know very well I was going to regret this, but there was no way he was going to leave without me saying yes.

"Fine"

"Nice, I will inform you when they arrive bye." He waved goodbye and left.

How did I get such an annoying friend?

Oh right we were childhood friends and his family helped me after what happened to my family.......he was there for me.

The thought of my family brought back negative feelings.

"Fred," I called out.

He came in.

"Yes Master."

"Let's go practice." I told him and he nodded in understanding

"Yes master,I will prepare,"Fred said and left.

I needed to get my mind off it.

***

Ezra POV:

The guards gave us rice balls to eat,one ball each person. It wasn't enough because all day we have been walking and this is evening and it's the only thing we are fed with little water.

"Could you give me more for my child?" a pregnant Lady asked one of the guards.

He laughed.

"Shut up and eat," he shouted at her.

She flinched.

"Moron." He clicked his tongue in annoyance.

She began crying.

Her child was going to be born into slavery.

We slept on the floor and the cold wind showed us no mercy,I wonder if I will get bought in this city.

If I don't get bought I wonder what would happen to me?

Will I become a slave that works as I normally did?

Will I be a bedmate?.

The thought of that gave me goosebumps.

That will be the worst thing that could ever happen to me.

But I don't have a choice ,the only reason why no one has looked at me was because I always covered my face with all the dirt I could get my hands on.

I was always dirty and smelly,they gave us a chance to bathe but I don't am afraid.

I fell into a restless sleep.

******

I heard a loud noise.

The guards were ringing their bells to wake us up.

We are to begin our journey with an empty stomach.

"Stand up all of you,now remember to behave, we are about to enter the city and if you value your life do as you are told" Luke shouted.

We continued on our journey.

Few hours later we got to a gate,its fence was so high I could even look up at it because of the scorching sun.

After a few minutes,a soldier dressed in finely made armor came and counted us.

"34." he shouted.

35 I said in my mind one was killed.

we were directed to go in and so the match to a new home began.

When we entered the city, passersby stared at us in disgust as if we weren't humans.

Kids playing nearby threw stones at us.

"Hey stop that" a guard shouted at them and they ran away.

We were finally bought into the slave house.

We were inspected.

"This one is fine,she would fetch big customers" she is a beauty indeed.

The inspector got to me.

"What's wrong with this one's face?" He asked Luke.

"Even if you use all the water in the river, her face won't become clean," he replied.

They laughed.

"Then why bring her along,just waste her." He said.

"She has gold hands to work,she does work better than most male slaves' ' Luke said .

"That's good for business, take them in." He nodded in approval.

That was how we were resold.

We all sat in our cell. Most of the girls were crying because we all knew how tomorrow would go.

🕙next day.

We were lined up to be auctioned.

The first was sold for twenty silver,he was a laborer.

A collar was on all slaves' necks to identify their status. Only the owner has the key and could set you free if you try to temper with it the person would die.

The next person was a busty girl who was crying.

"Twenty silver," a man shouted.

"Fifty."

"Seventy."

"Anyone else." The auctioneer shouted.

No one said anything.

"And sold," he shouted.

The girl refused to go, she was whipped by her new master's guards.

The master was a short man with a big belly with a smile on his face.

It got to my turn.

"This one is a worker ,all she knows is dirt,show them "The auctioneer said and bricks which were piled together were bought in front of me,thank goodness I ate this morning, I lifted it up with little difficulty.

"See." The auctioneer said and some people in the crowd nodded in approval.

"Ten silver." Someone yelled in the crowd.

"Twenty silver"

"Twenty five"A Lady said.

"And sold." He said.

Twenty five silver ,I was sold I followed my new mistress home

***

Two weeks later.

This past week has not been so good but who am I to judge?

I work on the farm, barn and the piggery.

" It seems like you have made dirt your friend" was mainly what everyone said to me.

The servants avoided me.

Servants are not slaves,they get paid for their jobs.

I and two other male slaves were asked to work. There are 10 slaves in the Manson.I did my job exceptionally well,so my mistress didn't complain.

Her husband was not home most of the time,I heard servants gossiping that her husband had gotten into trouble with a lord.

I wonder what's the difference between a lord and master.

I heard screaming,and I and the two slaves ran out from the barn to check what was going on since the mansion was always quiet.

The guards were fighting against the invaders but their efforts were futile.

They were pushed back and killed.

The servants were outside on their knees while some tried running away.

"Master Chris have mercy" I heard my mistress's husband call and fell on his knees.

Master Chris smiled and stuck him and he died,the mistress ran to her husband crying.

"Kill only the slaves" lord Chris I presume said.

The slaves next to me were rooted on the spot but I ran in no particular direction.

A horseman killed the two slaves I was working with ,they were too frightened to move or they had already accepted their fate.

I wasn't like that so I ran when the horseman was getting close to me to kill me. I ducked and he passed.

I continued running and he reversed Immediately.

"You don't know when to give up, do you?" he shouted.

I ran and picked up a shovel.

I could hear the screams of the other slaves.

I wasn't going to die here after all this suffering.

He got down from his horse.

He laughed

"Wanna play" he said and swing's his sword. I dodged and swung the shovel at him which he easily cut and drew me closer, he was about to kill me.

"Stop we take her along '' it was the master's voice.

"She's a fighter,come along" the man said and dragged me along.

I left with them.