Angelina was scared and didn't know what was going on since she was taken against her will. Her hands and feet were tied on a wooden cart and removed from the forest. "I should have never separated myself from the group!"
She looked at the men; they seemed very old-fashioned. Angelina didn't say anything because she feared they would hurt her. Everyone was quiet throughout the journey until they reached a dirt road. Night slowly turned into day, and Angelina eventually let sleep take her until the men stopped to let themselves and their horses rest. They also hunted animals for food. When fully awake, Angelina felt hungry, but seeing them slaughter animals made her stomach turn. However, she couldn't deny that she was getting thirsty. "Excuse me! I want some water! I will not stop asking until I get some!"
The men looked at one another, feeling annoyed. "She will not stop screaming and complaining."
"True." One of them took out their water gourd and gave her some water.
"Thank you, sir."
Once the men had their fill and were well-rested, everyone continued onward until it got dark again, so they decided to camp. Angelina was taken off the cart and was tied to one of the many trees. One of the men gave her a small plate of food; Angelina ate without complaint. When finishing the food, she felt the urge to pee. "I-I need to go to the bathroom."
The men looked at her, confused. "What are you speaking about?" one of them asked.
"You don't know what a bathroom is?"
"Speak clearly, woman."
She took a deep breath, realizing the men didn't understand her request. "I need to relieve myself. We've been traveling forever."
The men looked annoyed, and one volunteered to take her to a private spot where Angelina could do her needs. "Very well, but you will be tied to prevent you from escaping. I will not hesitate to cut you open if you even think about escaping. You understand?"
"Clearly."
Her hands were untied but motioned together in the front and tied again, but he connected a long rope. The man didn't untie her feet and ordered her to hop toward a treat, which embarrassed Angelina. Luckily, there was a large tree. Angelina went behind it, undid her pants, and did what she had to do. Once finished, her hands were tied, and she was put on the cart again. It was going to be impossible to sleep, but Angelina thought it was best to make the better of her situation. Her destination was uncertain; she accepted that escaping would be pointless. The men took turns sleeping with the others kept watch. Angelina accepted that trying to escape would be pointless.
Before sunrise, the men woke up, packed everything, and continued their travels. Angelina was deeply asleep; her snores echoed, annoying the men, but her being asleep made their job easier. The cart hit a bump on the road, making Angelina wake up. Once awake, she saw what looked like a small city."Thank goodness. I could get some answers, and maybe I could be let go." Angelina cleared her throat. "E-Excuse me, where are we headed to?"
"We will be taking you to our Voivode."
"What are they talking about? Ottomans? Voivode? I remember reading about the Ottomans invading and conquering some parts of Europe." That was when it hit her: the forest, the men, the Ottomans, and Voivode. "The forest! Did I time travel somewhere else!?"
The young woman was so lost in thought that she finally realized they had reached the city. Many people wore old-fashioned clothes, and many buildings were made of wood or brick.
Then, the men stopped, as did the cart. They were in front of a tall and more prominent building than the rest of the city. She was forced out of the cart, and the ropes on her legs were removed, but her hands were still tied. Angelina was motioned inside the building, where there were flags, fire torches, and paintings of men and women; the walls were made of rocks and bricks. Deeper into the building were five long wooden rectangular tables where many men sat; their clothing looked to be of nobles.
Everyone slowly became silent when they noticed Angelina; they were stunned by her appearance and clothing. Angelina was pushed to the ground, and when she tried to get up, two of the captors pushed her down but motioned her to get on her knees. Before them was a long table with three men.
Her eyes opened wide, and the man in the middle looked familiar. Angelina remembered seeing the particular man in many portraits in some of the history books she read. "A-Are you-?"
One of the men hit me in the head. "Silence! You are before Voivode Vlad Dracul III!"
Angelina's eyes widened as shock set in. The man before me is none other than Vlad the Impaler!"
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