*Eight years later*"Mother, I have it all ready!! Take a look!" I looked to the door to see Alex, my four years old son, trying to pull a big bag into my room."Alex seriously?" I chuckled and walked to him, collecting the bag from him. "This is way bigger than you, you should've left it for me." I patted his head, leaning down to plant a kiss on his hair."But I'm so powerful and strong!" He raised his hands up, clenching his fists tightly. "Father said so.""Yes, you're so strong but this is way bigger than you." I still replied nonetheless. "Where is your sister?" I asked, trying to stop him from starting an argument again."Erm, I..I think I left her in the room." He placed his hands under jaw, pretending to be thinking about something. "Alex." I folded my arms, raising my brows at him. "How many times do I have to tell you to watch over your sister?""Ermm, I don't know. How am I supposed to remember how many times but I can guess twenty seven, yes!" He raised his small fingers
Pain. Excruciating pain ran throughout her body as the whip landed on her back for the umpteenth time. Tears mixed with tears ran down her face to the ground, wetting it lightly. Yet, she relentlessly raised the hoe, digging it into the ground to get rid of weeds. It's all slavery. When agony becomes a very part of your life that's what she calls slavery. Working relentlessly, paying for crimes they know nothing about. Striving hard to survive. Striving hard to survive a tormenting phase of life. Yet, they've been going round and round in this tunnel and haven't seen even a glimpse of light. She's the most courageous. She fears nobody. She was brave. But then she's subjected to slavery, where she has no powe
*Few weeks earlier* *Eleanor's POV* "Eleanor! Eleanor! Eleanor!" I heard my mother's voice yelling my name from the front yard. "Mother, I'm right here," I replied. My mother emerges from the front yard to the back yard where I'm sitting right now. "Where are you?" "Up, up here mother." She looks up to find me sitting on a tree in the back of our house. "Oh dear gods, Eleanor, I've told you times without numbers to never climb a tree, you're a lady." *Oh god not today* "Mother come on, you know I really love it," I said with a smile plastered on my face. "Down." mother warned with her signatory frown on her face. *Not again* "Mother," I tried protesting. "Down!
*Eleanor's POV* I breathed heavily but kept digging, beads of sweat were all over my head, running down my face and blurring my vision, but I kept digging non-stop, why should I?, I'm not thinking of spending the night here looking for some stupid gold. "Eleanor," I paid no attention to who was calling me "Elly!" still kept digging, "Eleanor!!" Gwen called and held my arm to stop me from digging further, I panted heavily."You should take a break." She looked at me sympathetically, "here, sit here." she said, pulling me to sit on a rock."Thank you." I whispered and sat down. Fourteen months, it's been fourteen months since I've been here, fourteen months of sorrow for every last member of Narva, fourteen Months of being whipped and treated like an outcast from hell, fourteen months of suffering, fourteen months I started bearing the name "slave
"Don't you think that was mean?" Nikolai asked as they walked down the hallway leading to the prince's room. He was rewarded with a deadly look from Luciano. "Oops sorry" He raises his hands in mock surrender. "Didn't mean to offend prince Wolfy.....pleeeease.have mercy my prince...don't..kill... meee!!!...I'm sorry...I didn't mean to offend the kingdom biggest baby cat!!!" He teased mimicking a helpless voice and laughed loudly clutching his stomach. They reached Luciano's room and the guards opened the door and they both stepped in. The room screamed ROYALTY. It was spacious, a little bit dark and well furnitured with a king sized bed at the left side of the room. A shelf occupied the right end of the room with a table and chair close to it. There was a door at the right side of the room leading to the bathroom. There was also a standing mirror purely made of gold at the right side of the room, besides it, a table filled with all sorts of jewelry made of expensive gold stoo
Maria took a deep breath before speaking "you have been assigned to clean and make sure Prince Luciano's room is in order." Eleanor could hear a loud bang in her head. *Prince Luciano!! Dear gods!!*. She looked at Helen with eyes wide open in shock. She could only nod her head. No words forming in her mouth. She was about to turn around and take a seat when Madam Helen added "you should get your equipment, you're starting right now." Eleanor felt her legs go weak, she had to lean on the wall to support herself from falling. *Prince Luciano!! Oh god please!!* Since her stay in Cordenia Eleanor has heard a lot about the cold hearted Prince. He has murdered a lot of time without any little tiny bit of conscience in him. How was she going to cope with him, who knows maybe one day might just strangle her or slice her head with those big swords he carries about. God, no, she was not ready to die yet. She was already panicking within herself. Helen felt really sor
I held my skirt as I raced up the stairs to the Prince's bedroom. It's my second day working as his personal slave. I was relieved of a few of my duties, I feel sorry for Gwen and the others because they still had to work the mines today. I stopped to catch my breath as I reached the last floor. Was I really ready to face the prince today? I remember yesterday when I hurriedly finished my work and literally ran out of the castle just to avoid seeing him. I guess I just have to deal with seeing him everyday. I reached my destination which was exactly in front of his room and met two guards there again looking like their faces were made to frown. I greeted them but they just kept looking at me like I'm some dumb fool. One of them, yes I recognized him, he was the one who came into the room to call the prince yesterday. He turned and opened the door for me. I opened the room and met the prince and the Queen in a heated discussion, i didn't even get the chance to hear what they were a
Eleanor's POV "Hey brother" he said looking at me "who is this" he asked *okay, here we go again* "My personal slave" He grunted in response before walking away to train with few of the warriors My heart was beating real fast...wanna know why...okay...the prince's younger brother has been standing here six minutes since prince Luciano left and has been staring at me...does he even know who I am? "Hey" he said *wait..is he talking to me* I actually wanted to ask but restricted myself. "Nikolai" He said, stretching out his hands for a...what??...handshake!!! I paused, staring at him like a fool.. wait..just wait..he wants to shake him...whaaaat!!!! a common slave like me?? He chuckled to himself before saying " hey c'mon I don't bite" He stretched out his hands again saying "I'm Prince Nikolai, but you can just call me Nikolai" *no way! Do I want to be beheaded?? maybe not yet* I tucked my hair behind my ear before stretching my hands to