Chapter 15

The cranky old bed made some sounds as the woman on it moved, her back still turned against the world.

Tarzan stood behind her, glaring down at her, his hatred showing in his blue eyes.

"The shadow, wolf... everything. What's happening? Why am I suddenly seeing these things?"

"She's here." The unsteady voice sounded from the woman on the bed. Her voice sounded old. Weak. Dry.

"Who's here?" Tarzan asked with a snort, his eyes having that look of deep hatred.

"She's here. Your special abilities are finally coming to you." Tarzan stared on, expecting her to say more. When he heard nothing more from her, he walked to the door.

"Tarzan." The trembling voice called again. Tarzan stopped at the door, slowly turned to take a look.

"Get me out of here."

"Not even in your dreams is that gonna happen."

With that, he opened the door and left the dark room.

He walked back into his chambers, took off his clothes and had another shower before walking to the table to uncover his dishes.

He was however mad when he realised the maid made a mistake by serving him beef.

He banged his hand very hard against the table and thundered Pavo's name.

Immediately, the door opened and Pavo rushed in. He bowed with his eyes glued to the ground.

"My king!"

"Who served this meal?"

"One of the maids..."

"Get her up here in front of the door! Immediately!"

Tarzan ordered and Pavo left immediately to carry out the orders.

King Tarzan stood up from the table,kicked the chair back in and went to stand by the window side.

He saw her there, working on the farm with the other slaves.

A satisfying smile touched the corner of his lips as he continued staring at the girl who was once his nightmare.

As he stared at her, memories from the past slipped into his mind. Bitter memories.

Bad memories.

***(Flash Back; 15 years back)***

"No! Please! I'm begging you! Don't do this to me!"

The boy cried as they dragged him away, taking him far away from the palace.

The guard pulled him with his cloth, threw him into a small cell. He locked the gates, ignoring the cries of the boy and left.

"Is he inside?"

"Yes my princess." He could hear the voices from a distance and few minutes later, he saw her approaching his cell with a large bowl in her hand.

The moved back in his cell, shaking visibly.

"Don't harm me please. Help me!"

"I don't help people . I only help them end their miserable lives."

The princess in front of him said with an evil smile on her face.

She put down the bowl and the boy gasped as soon as he saw the huge black serpent coming out of it.

"It's going to consume you from your head down to your feet and end your miserable life. Isn't that enough help?"

"Please! Take it away! Don't kill me! Help me...I'm just a child like you, princess! Please!" He wept as he prayed the walls would split open and swallow him.

The serpent crawled inside his cell and the princess smiled, turned and left. The boy screamed, cries for help, crawled all over the cell and when the serpent came upon him, he passed out.

***(Reality)***

The agony of that very day, the pain, the torment tugged at Tarzan's heart and exploded in his head.

The princess had been Leilani and the boy in the cell screaming for help had been him.

How he survived the serpent...was a secret. Even to himself. He glared more harder and angry outside the window.

His teeth cringed, his chest heave up and down. The hatred was deep and raw. He couldn't contain it.

The knock on the door behind him brought him back to reality.

He turned slightly and walked to the door. He opened it and there was the maid kneeling in front of the door, her eyes fixed down.

"You brought me beef. Are you hopeless?"

The maid had been warned to be totally silence and she did herself well by obeying.

"Take her to the torture room and give her twenty strokes of the whip."

At this point, the maid couldn't stay quiet anymore. She cried out and fell flat on her stomach.

"Please my King! I'm new here! No one told me you don't eat beef! Forgive me my Lord!"

Tarzan was already back in his room. He banged the door close before the girl could finish. Pavo dragged the girl away, straight to the torture room.

"Roman." Tarzan called out in his deep voice as he resumed his standing in front of the window. Roman ran in immediately and bowed.

"My King." "Tell Hugo to get the slave girl washed and sent to the red room. Now."

"Yes my king!" Roman replied and quickly left the room.

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(At the abandoned tomb)

Luca woke up with a sneeze and stared around. He was still in the large abandoned thumb and with the look of the atmosphere, it was already midday.

He stared down at his arm and noticed he had stopped bleeding.

And... Wait. His arm had a big bandage around it. His wound was treated! How??

He glanced around the deserted place and swallowed hard. Someone was there.

"Hello? Anyone here? Who are you!!" He shouted.

The echoes of his voice slammed back at him with no one answering him. Her held his arm, stood up slowly.

Just as he took one step, a lady came in from the entrance and turned to look at him. Luca moved back, his eyes widened at her.

She was holding some herbs in her hand. Luca stared down at her stomach and his jaw dropped.

The lady standing in front of him, is pregnant.

"Who are you?"

Luca asked, his forehead creased with confusion. The young lady smiled, walked towards him.

"I should be asking you that, cute one. Who are you and what are you doing in my house?"

Luca stared on, wondering if he was dreaming. What was happening? How did a pregnant girl get there?