*Ten years later*
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*Now, twenty-year-old Luna lays in her "bed" made out of hay, wallowing at the thought of repeating her daily work cycle. *
There are times when I think about my past, my early memories as a child, where most children's memories are of times when they played with their siblings or baked fresh bread with their parents; my early memories of my childhood were that of my mother selling me into slavery. I was taken to the city of Wolves to be a wheat laborer, not the best thing in the world, but it's better than being sold as a prostitute.
I'm just trying to survive.
I have no friends here, but why would I? Everyone is just trying to survive, just like me.
*Luna wakes up at the sound of the work bell, the bell always rings at 4 am, meaning that it's time for the slaves to get up and get ready to go to their workstations if one fails to wake up in a timely manner a slave attendant ( A slave designated to watch over their master's property when he/she is not present.) is to punish the slave by ten lacerations to the back. *
I hate these motherfuckers the most. They think they are above everyone else because they get permission to discipline. What I don't understand is how you are going to let these people brainwash you to the point you would do anything they say without a hint of contempt. It's really infuriating. However, I also understand that they have no choice, or they would be whipped instead. I sighs at the thought.
"COME, ON, MOVE IT, MOVE IT. WE HAVE A DEADLINE TO MEET TODAY. MOVE YOUR ASSES," a slave attendant shouts from the walkway.
*I eventually make it to my workstation out in the fields. I try to get as much work done before the sun rises; it's just better that way. I grab my sickle and start to harvest the wheat, barely able to see because of the lack of light. I continue to harvest until the sun rises in the far east.*
"I've really outdid myself today maybe I'll be able to get done early today" I say while wiping the sweat off my face.
"NO, PLEASE, I DON'T WANT TO GO. PLEASE HAVE MERCY!"
*Luna turns around. A distant cry is heard from across the wheat field. Luna runs over to see what was going on.*
"YOU HAVEN'T EVEN HARVESTED HALF OF THE WHEAT FIELD YET! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!" A slave attendant shouts at the young girl.
*The slave attendant lifts his whip, ready to strike. The slave attendant, all of a sudden, hears someone approaching behind him, and he takes a defensive position with his whip in hand. Luna arrives and scowls at him with a cold expression. *
"Smh, you always know how to ruin my fun, Luna."
This bastard is one of the few slave attendants that takes pleasure in being merciless. He is the worst.
"Help this puny slave if you want, but you know, Sir, Agustine won't be too happy finding out his favorite toy is helping others with their work. You'll surely be thrown in the Box, " he says with a smirk.
*The slaves that don't end up meeting their quota for the day end up in the "box," where they spend the next 48 hours in a sealed room with no windows and no food; the bright side is you are exempt from working, I guess that's a plus. *
"I don't care. Tell him if you want, but you know what will happen if you damage Sir Augustine's favorite slave," I say, smirking right back at him.
He frowns, "Don't get cocky, half-breed. I'll be back" he walks off into the distance.
I smile, "What a pussy" I laugh to myself
*For the rest of the day, I helped the slave girl finish her quota. I was packing up and walking back to my sleeping quarters when I saw an unfamiliar black figure walking toward the city. Before I could get a good look at the figure, I was interrupted by an unfortunate familiar face. *
"My sweet Luna, how have you been? I haven't seen you in forever. I have been so busy lately with politics I haven't been able to feast my eyes on your exquisite body," Sir Augustine says with a lustful tone.
I stay silent
*While Augustine continues his speech about how luscious my body is I use my peripheral vision to try and find where the black figure had gone, I manage to locate the figure moments later he/she had covered so much distance in a matter of seconds so much so the figure was walking past me and Sir Augustine, we lock eyes, but only for a second.
"ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME!" Augustine grabs my face with his moist hands
"You and I are fated to be together; you hear me? You will accompany me to my bed tonight, and I will show you what a true man really is," he says with a sternlike voice.
I nod, still keeping my eye on the mysterious figure and not knowing what I agreed to.
"Well, carry on with what you were doing. I'll see you tonight in my chambers," he says with a happy expression while walking away.
I don't know what was wrong with me, but my gut was telling me to follow this mysterious man, so I followed him into the city.
*In the city, I kept my distance from the man so he didn't notice I was following him. He walked for what seemed like forever and finally stopped at a tavern at the city's edge. He went in and talked to one of the servers. Luna's not sure why, but she wants to find out. She keeps her head down, trying to listen in to their conversation; she can't hear a thing and begins to get closer. *
*The man turns around and shoots Luna a glaring eye; Luna's breath catches in her throat as she's been spotted. *
"Shit, act natural." She tries to hide her face with her hands, but it's too late. The man is staring right at her.
*The man begins to stand up. Luna assumes that he is about to confront them, and Luna gets up and, at a fast pace, walks out of the tavern. All of a sudden, Sir Augustine is heard outside the tavern making a big fuss. *
"I'll make sure that you pay you, little bitch, for running away from me!" he pulls me by my thick hair. "I can't have a half-breed disobeying my order. You know what to do!" He says angrily
*Luna begins to strip in the middle of the town and gets on all fours, and the slave owner begins to whip her on her legs, back, butt, and feet, seemingly not stopping. Luna cries out in pain and humiliation, but she knows that if she resists, it will only get worse. She tries to keep her eyes closed and remembers what Elize said about not losing my fighting spirit.*
*All of a sudden, the whippings stopped, and when I looked behind me, Sir Agustine was on the ground bleeding out with a dagger in his throat, and the mysterious man standing over me*
"What the fuck just happened."
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To Be Continued-
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