Chapter 2: Part 2
From what I, a slave, know, Vaishravana is a very pitiful person.
I heard her story from many people, especially from things that go by from mouth to mouth.
Whether I realized it or not, however, as soon as I woke up in Vaishravana's small body, my memories of my old life became uncertain. It felt like all those memories weren't my own, and I was losing some certainty about myself.
For example, I knew that my master at that time was a noble, but I didn't know what noble they were, where they came from, and where they lived either.
I know that I'm a slave, that I don't have a name, that I lived a hard life at the mercy of others, but, I can't remember clearly how I got there, and how I came to be a slave, or how I was born and raised in a certain place.
Now, I only have a few clues about myself, which I hope I will never forget, because, no matter how sad I lived back then, I was who I was today. No difference.
And from what I can remember, one of them that is clear is my memory of the story of Vaishravana.
At the time of my death, I don't know for sure how old I was, but I'm sure I wasn't far from 40 years old. I lived long enough and have suffered for so long too. Even though I can't remember the number of how long it was, the impression of the pain left behind is still vivid in my mind.
The time of my death is not far from the time of Vaishravana's death. That woman, or who I am now, died at the age of 27. The real me was obviously much older than her.
The story was definitely not very pleasant, but now I have to recall it all again for my safety in the future.
From what I remember, broadly speaking, Vaishravana was born to a woman who was married to the Prince of Livia, Sahar August Einri Zehra, whose identity was kept in secret. Prince Livia became a father at the age of 15, because from what I know, Prince Livia was still in his 30s when the Hereditary Princess was 15 years old. In all my life, I have never met these two people, and have only met Vaishravana once, and that too is near her end.
Her mother died after giving birth to her, and she was raised by Prince Livia himself. I don't know much about her biography. But what I do know is, at the age of 15, she joined the war on Livia's border with the new commander-in-chief who was appointed by the capital to replace his father, who at that time, was withdrawn from his command post as commander-in-chief of the border, and was transferred to a conflict area in Solon. The new commander who replaced Prince Livia was an armchair general who didn't know which was right or left. Worse yet, he did not gain the trust of his own troops, so they suffered defeat in their first battle against the barbarian tribes on the border.
At that time, stories about Vaishravana were still pleasant to hear. The 15-year-old girl took command after the substitute commander was beheaded, and do desertion by striking back into the enemy cages. I don't know the details, but for sure, ever since then, the name of the Hereditary Princess, Vaishravana, became a flower that bloomed in people's ears. Although in the end, Vaishravana was summoned to the capital to be punished though.
Furthermore, what was heard about her was one victory after another in battle, just like her father's. People initially thought that these two people were so harmonious and in tune.
But It wasn't until Vaishravana was rejected as a candidate for the Crown Princess by the Crown Prince, Alarik Kai Snezana Senka. Things started to change. One by one the rottenness of Vaishravana began to be exposed. She is a lunatic, using any means to gain her position, killing indiscriminately, even massacring a city without blinking just because some group in that place holds her secret. The Crown Prince was the one who opened the veil of her rottenness one by one.
At first I thought that this was a trap, because after all, Vaishravana's image in the eyes of society, especially commoners like me, was very good, to the point of approaching the Image of a Goddess. I also have a hard time accepting it. But Vaishravana did not deny it at all, and publicly expressed her objection to the appointment of the Crown Prince as the future Emperor.
Later it was also discovered that Vaishravana was the one who had abused the appointed Crown Princess, Diea Dayana Laurencia Duncan, and kept her on sick-bed for several months. It didn't stop there, Vaishravana was also known to build her own army to rebel, corrupt some war funds, and even buy some of these weapons illegally in the underworld for her personal soldiering purposes. It was a grave sin for someone in an empire to build up his own military might. So soon, the Emperor intended to punish her severely with death.
It was then that it was discovered that her relationship with her father was also not very good. Prince Livia showed no help at all, and instead he stood up by the Emperor's side to punish his daughter.
It was the Crown Prince, who then came to ask for mercy. Which was later granted by the Emperor.
Vaishravana was later appointed as a low-ranking concubine to the Crown Prince. And not long after that, the Emperor fell onto his sick-bed, and died. Crown Prince Kai ascended, appointing the recovered Princess Dayana as his Empress.
And Vaishravana's ruthless life story does not end there.
Vaishravana with all her bad notes, was transferred to a brothel and put up as a display in the center of the hall. Confined in a golden cage, she was asked to play a stringed instrument until 10 of her fingernails fell off. She was made as an ornament by day, and made as a prostitute by night. She was an exclusive prostitute, because despite her bad record, she was still the Emperor's little concubine, even though she herself seemed to have been forgotten.
It was when she played a stringed instrument with 10 loose fingernails that I met her.
Vaishravana who usually appeared with her clothes covered from head to toe on the battlefield, to protect her from the dust and scorching sun, appeared in the banquet hall of a brothel with open clothes, revealing her delicate and small shoulders, as well as half of her chest. In the past, everyone said she was quite full. But that day, I only saw a thin, pale woman, with a body that seemed to be only wrapped in a thin layer of flesh.
Even so, she is still the most beautiful woman I have ever met, even more than the exalted beauty of Empress Dayana. Her gray-blonde hair was so soft, it was pulled up high to show off her thin neck. Her eyes were big with some red make-up, her nose was small and pointed with a slight curve, then her lips were full and ripe. She never smiled even once, with a deep and resolute look in her eyes even in her pitiful state. The music she played was very soft, not matched with her bold gaze.
From what I remember, on that day, when I accompanied someone to watch her show, when I saw her, she also saw me.
And somehow,
She smiled.
Because of that, I can't forget it.
The beautiful Vaishravana, I heard she doesn't sell well in brothels. It wasn't because she wasn't attractive anymore, but because everyone was still quite afraid of her status. Be it her status in the past, or her current status. They just ordered her to beat her up, make her lick their dirty shoes, and do other embarrassing things. And from what I know, the Emperor doesn't care about that at all.
Or even, he didn't know about it at all.
Vaishravana, in her last moments, took away two copper coins and disappeared for several days, before being found half-frozen under a pile of snow. The two coins were still in her hand, as if she wanted to use them as the last money to buy her tombstone.
I don't know how she was buried.
All I know is, not long after that, I too, died.
She died in the freezing winter, under a half-meter thick pile of snow, while I died in the scorching summer heat, showered by the scorching rays of the sun.
I pondered for a moment, enjoying the morning sunbathing session of my second day as little Vaishravana. If yesterday I was sunbathing on a luxurious couch by the lake, now I am sunbathing on the lap of a young man who does not like to button his clothes, Vaishravana's Daddy.
Erm, I mean, my Daddy.
There are two sources of heat that rain down on me. One was hot from the morning sun, and the other was hot from my dad's plaid belly who had just finished his short gym session. Now he's casually carrying me in one arm, while his clothes are wide open to receive the sun's rays wholeheartedly, relaxing.
Why is this very busy person so unemployed right now...
After living here for a day, I just found out that in this house, there are only me, Dad, and 2 other servants stayed. This residence was so isolated and remote, that it seemed impossible to be the main residence of this Prince Livia.
Is this a special house to take care of me? Or is this my mother's house?
I think both make sense. Prince Livia didn't seem depressed at all, even though it was only one month ago that his wife died. I guess, he is a ruffian who accidentally gets someone pregnant and ends up having a baby with them. But, I don't know. I don't even know when he got married. He was only 15 years old, but his daughter could even joke with him. Look at this adorable me.
"Hm? What are you looking at?" Sahar August Einri Zehra, I mean, my father, poked my cheek with his finger when he noticed my fierce gaze. I immediately rebelled. Kicking in the air, hoping that one of my kicks would hit him and deter him. But he didn't stop, he just got more and more excited to prank me, with a look that looked like he was bored. Ugh, dammit, I want to hit him!
Hyaaaaaaaat!!!
Okay, he caught my leg.
And to reply, I peed in his lap.
He didn't give a definite reaction as a lukewarm sensation filled his thighs. It's just that when my long pee finally finished, his face became ugly and he stood up. I know why his reaction does look like that, it's because now Eliana and Mama Erliza are going to the market to do some shopping, which usually takes more than half a day. And that means, the only person responsible for changing my diaper is he himself!
Bah! Serves you right!
With a sour face, Daddy led me inside. He seemed to think for a moment as he took a look at my drenched diaper and his pants consecutively. He then led me to the bathroom in his very spacious room.
He took off my diaper with a straight face, and immediately threw it on the floor. Daddy soaped my ass and watered it, he's pretty good at that. I thought that he would stop there. But I didn't expect that he would strip himself buck-naked and take me into the bath with him.
Ah! I am so ashamed!
What was that?!
Why is it so big?!
I came from there right?!
It's something so impressive!!
Akkkkh! You immoral father! Let me go!!!
I struggled with all my might, and every combination of my punches and kicks seemed to tickle him. I'm an only-month-old child, what are you doing?! Do you want to drown me?!
Oh, not really.
He made me half float on the surface of the water, and rubbed me gently, smearing a very mild soap with a subtle fragrance, continuing to rub it until it was enough, before he rinsed it off. I moved a few times because of the discomfort at first, but getting here, because it was too comfortable, I became sleepy. Even though I was asleep, in a way, I knew what he was doing.
He scrubbed himself with soap using one hand, while his other hand was still holding me. Maintained my half-soaked position in lukewarm water. He did it very quickly and immediately took me out. I guess handsome men always take long baths to maintain their good looks. But this horrible man actually took a shower for less than 10 minutes and only rubbed the parts that were exposed to my pee. Good, you are lazy to take a bath, Daddy!
That's what I thought at first. But apparently, after getting dressed and wrapping me with a thick blanket on his bed and making sure that I was a safe chicken sleeper, he went back into the bathroom and continued his shower. This time the shower was longer. Long enough that I don't know exactly how long he's been there.
I slept long enough, and woke up several times to receive a bottle of rice milk from Eliana and Mama Erliza. All-day, after taking a shower, I didn't see my Daddy again.
And I didn't see him again for another year.
He didn't even come on my first birthday either.
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