Liberate by Krista D. Ball

Author:Krista D. Ball
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Krista D. Ball
Published: 2017-11-07T05:00:00+00:00

EREM WATCHED THE GUARDS enter. He let out a weary sigh, knowing that the torture would begin again now. His strength had been recovering with the extra food and blankets, so now those comforts would once again be taken from him.

This time, however, the guards carried someone between them. He knew this game well. He would be brought a dying girl and they they’d beat him because he couldn’t heal her the way he healed himself. He didn’t even know how he was healing himself.

If he knew, wouldn’t they think he’d heal himself to full strength, enough to overpower the guards as soon as the cage door opened? At full strength, Erem was strong even for an elf. He wasn’t on Bethany or Allric’s level, sure, but he was still stronger than most. Anyone who’d made it as far as they did in the Silver Knights knew how to hold their own. They were the elite. Wasn’t that what Bethany would always say? They were the elite of the world’s elite.

He saw Jud’s pristine figure appear in the shadows. Not all of them had gotten to the top by their strength, he now knew. Some of them had gotten there by lies and treason.

Still, the sight of Jud made Erem flinch. He couldn’t control the instinct. He didn’t want another beating, but had resigned himself to this being his life. Everyone must have thought he was dead by now. No one had come for him and it had been ever so long. Jud said it was over a year now. He didn’t know if it was true or not. He just knew they weren’t coming.

Jud picked up the lantern and moved it in front of the face of the man dangling between the guards. “I think we’ll try a different tactic this time.”

Erem squinted. It took a moment for his brain to register he knew that man. “Jovan?”

A bloodied Jovan lifted his head and said, “We never gave up on you.”

Jud exploded in rage. He pounded his fists against Jovan, over and over, hitting him in the head, the jaw, the chest, and his ribs. That wasn’t enough, though, for Jud in one of his fits. He grabbed Jovan from the guards and threw him to the floor. Jovan pulled his knees to his chest and wrapped his arms around his head even had Jud began merciless kicking him.

Something ripped inside Erem. He didn’t shout in anger. He didn’t scream in rage. He wept. He wept because now he’d condemned another to this endless fate. He would have rather live here forever alone than inflict Jud’s plans on another, let alone one of his best friends.

Sweat poured down Jud’s face. He panted and leaned his hands against his knees. It was then he noticed his bloodied knuckles and pulled out a pristine white cloth to wipe them.

“Now,” he said, struggling to catch his voice, “Erem? No one is coming for you. This is what happens to your friends who even step foot in Orchard Park.

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