Chapter 1: 1. Her Tears
"Aarrgghh" Lilura Screamed as she received yet again another lash of the whip leaving gashed of raw flesh in it's wake. Her body shuddered as the pain radiated through her.
Tears rolled down her cheeks and solidifys.
"Finally" Her tormentor breathed as caught the stones, the only pair he'd get since the past 1hour. He looked at the stone. But it's a grayish,dull and lifeless one. Just like the ones they've been getting for the past few weeks now.
It has no luster. No shine. It's not something you can call a diamond. It's utterly useless.
Nero cursed under his breath and hurled the stones across the room in frustration.
"Last time it's pink. Now it's just some useless piece of crap. I'm fucking getting tired of this, girl." Her growled.
" How much longer do I have to torture you before you produce the real diamonds?." They've been at it for the past few weeks without any results. But this dead girl still refuse to produce any real diamonds.
Lilura peeled her eyes open with great difficulty. Her eyelids were swollen and red from too much tears and irritation. She peared at the man in front of her with bloodshot eyes from below her lashes. She looked at him and wondered how someone could be so cruel and brutal.
He seems to be getting increasing impatient and irritated everyday which is why she was in her current state. The turtore today had been more brutal than usual. She was sure her back must look like raw meat now. And she was sure with the condition she was in, she wouldn't last more than a few more days if the torture continues.
Lilura closed her eyes again and sagged in on herself. Her head drooping.
"I'd have happily break your bones again but Lord Dagan won't allow that since he doesn't want you to die yet. But maybe I should just burn your eyes out and be done with it. I'm tired of this shit!" He said and delivered another whip lash which reaped through the battered skin at the back of her legs.
Lilura whimpered in pain.
She'd been chained like this for torture everyday for months. And if he calculations was right, it has been almost a year since she's run from her former mistress and got caught by the traffickers that kidnapped her and sold her to the Lord of the Blaze clan of the Orania Kingdom along with other slaves.
At first she'd only had to work and live normally just like the other slaves. We all know how slaves are treated. They do all they labours assigned to them without question , treated lowly by their masters and Mistresses, punished brutally if they make any mistakes and Killed if the incure the wrath of there masters. that's the life of a slave in some of the rotten kingdoms in Midgard.
But all that was better than what she was going through now. This is pure toture, pains. No mercy. It was even far worse than the three years she had to endure in the hands of her former mistress.
Haven't already run out of patience, Nero keeps whipping Lilura mercilessly. He wouldn't mind thrashing her to death or inflicting greater pain by breaking her bones like they'd done in the past. But the cruel Lord has been against it ever since they noticed her healing ability had been getting weaker and weaker as the days goes by. It was like she was dying slowly and the crazy Lord is afraid of loosing his diamond mine.
Yeah. That's how they treated her. Like a walking diamond mine.
Lilura couldn't scream or cry now but could only whimpered in pain. She's too tired and could feel her consciousness slipping. She wished it would end soon.
" Stop! " just as if her prayers was answered, one of Lord Dagan's personal guards shouted as he stepped into the toture room.
Nero stopped momentarily and turned to him with a glare " I see you're here again. What do you want this time, Ralf? You're not here to interrupt me again, are you? " Nero Looked at him suspiciously. Ralf had been getting on his nerves recently by interrupting him " I haven't even gotten a single diamond from her since morning!"
Ralf glared equally back at him. He knew Nero liked to inflict pain and that's why he'd been assigned to be in charge of the torture. The son of bitch's as cruel as their Lord.
He surveyed the scene in front of him and grimaced at the sight of Lura's shredded back which was healing very slowly.
" You have to stop, Nero. It's been more than three hours already. "
" I wonder how the fuck that is any of your business, Mate. And why you're interfering again"
" It's my business when Lord Dagan asked me to deliver his order to you. You're to release her immediately and take her back to her cell." Ralf replied back calmly. " So cut the crap already and release the girl".
Even though he's on of the lord's trusted men. He still sometimes find himself repulsed at their act of cruelty to the girl. She isn't a fucking diamonds mine for fuck's sake.
The two warriors glared fiercely at each other for a few minutes before Nero finally turned back to release the almost unconscious Lilura.
"One of these days, you're going to get yourself into trouble, Ralf. Don't think I don't know what you're doing. You like her and you're trying to help her but apparently she's a slave and she belongs to our Lord. You'll never be able to get her. I'll advise you to be..."
" Are you done? Shove that advice up your ass along with your wild imaginations. You're spouting nonsense and it sounds utterly ridiculous." Ralf cuts him off " Just cut the crap and take the girl back to her cell" Ralf finished and walk out of the room.
Nero gritted his teeth and unlock the chains. Lilura collapsed in a heap on the cold floor whimpering in pain.
Nero grab her by the arm and dragged her out of the torture room to her cell. All the while cursing irritably under his breath. He opened the irion bars and threw her unceremoniously onto the cold, damp floor of the cell.
Lura grunted as all the bones in her body rattled in pain. She heard him locked the cell. She struggle to catche her breath for a few minutes and dragged her bruised and battered body further into the room before giving up and just layed there facedown on her stomach and try to concentrate on healing herself but that is proving to be difficult as days go by.
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She was weak with hunger with a head throbbing like a murder. A painfully aching red and bloodshot eyes that feels as dry as her cracked, split lips.
She was strong. But this... It's too much. She'd been fighting for so long but now she's tired. She's running out of time. If this agony doesn't stop soon, she'll die.
Maybe death would be a release for her. She would let go and maybe just end it all.
But it's not that simple. Aside from the fact that she heals faster than the other dragon slaves, even though the process is becoming increasingly difficult, she knew those bastards would not let her die.
She had been able to survive this long because she was just as strong as the dragon women even though she's never shifted and have incredibly fast healing ability. Which is why they can torture her for hours on end before she falls unconscious.
Nobody doubted she was a dragon at first but after they knew her secret, they concluded she must be a mermaid. But she herself, believed she was something different entirely because she had never shifted into her dragon form or mermaid form which doesn't make the tears make any sense.
So what exactly was she? That was the question she'd been asking herself for as long as she could remember.
And if she ever got out of boundage. She'll like to find out.
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