The Forbidden Plan by Erika Starits

The Forbidden Plan by Erika Starits

Author:Erika Starits [Starits, Erika]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-29T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter 19

I was assigned cleaning duty at the firstlings’ houses for a week’s duration. We were required to tidy their roads and yards. We also helped the servant drudges wash and scrub each room of their houses. It was the worst of duties and regularly resulted in missing the eveningtide meal. Retiring from work right before the ten o’clock bell rang was not uncommon.

I headed home late and my eyelids were drooping. My body was beat from the toll of exertion and lack of nourishment. My weary vision blurred as I trudged toward my drudge house.

These exhaustive circumstances prevented me from seeing his figure slinking in the shadows. I was unaware of the monster lurking in the darkness. He was undoubtedly waiting for the perfect moment to strike. His venomous tongue sounded, alerting me to the direction of where he was hidden. A shadow emerged from obscurity.

He sneered, “Well, well, well...if it isn’t my future servant drudge, Analyssse.”

My blood chilled and I stopped dead in my tracks. Rykeir. I tried to stifle the frightful goosebumps he ignited. I grimaced as he approached, too afraid to move or speak and frozen with fear. His scar glinted in the moonlight.

He demanded, “Are you not going to addresss an elite ten, girl?”

He grabbed the front of my green shirt. He bunched the cloth in his furious fist. His breath reeked of excessive alcohol as he roughly pulled me closer. I attempted to thwart my rising terror, but my unsteady voice gave me away.

“Hello, Elite Ten Rykeir, sir.”

He bore into me with inflamed eyes and an unnerving madness. He brutally pushed me away from him. After being released from his menacing grasp, I anxiously departed for the drudge houses and rapidly increased my pace.

With a rising prickly sensation, it became obvious his stride matched mine. He was following me in the darkness of the night.

His snakelike tone slithered, “Now, Analyssse. There is no hurry to rush to your houssse.”

I pushed forward with more intensity. This miniscule act of impudence infuriated him and his voice grew impatient.

“I said there is no hurry, drudge!”

I pretended not to hear him and quickened my step. Dreaded footsteps preceded the violent grab of my hand. My powerless frame was forcefully pulled from the well-traveled road and wrestled to the ground. His massive figure was on top of me and the crazed expression in his face sent icy terror through my heart. I struggled to shove him upward or to turn to my side, but his strength overpowered mine.

In desperation I pleaded, “Please, let me go, sir. Please.”

Rykeir snickered, “Not until I get what I want from you.”

His disgusting, slithering mouth moved toward my neck. I strained to kick him, using as much strength as I could muster from my legs. I thrashed my body, attempting to connect a foot or knee with his only weak spot. My efforts diminished as fatigue from the day’s labor and lack of food overwhelmed my strength. Glimpsing his sickening scar, my dwindling energy went to clawing his face.



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