Chapter Eighty Three
Chapter Eighty Three
Five days.
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That’s how long I had stayed without food or water. My stomach rumbled for the one thousandth time; I was sore to my bones, I couldn’t even stand properly on my feet. I looked through the tiny window, watching the birds fly.
I envied them. At least they were free.
Maybe I might die of thirst and the god of light could find another ‘Chosen‘.
The door was unlocked, and Julia walked in, a tray of food in her hands. My mouth watered instantly.
“Hungry?” she asked, and despite myself, I nodded. “I brought you some food. But you will have to earn it. The last time we met, you said so many blasphemous things. I know you didn’t mean them. The deal is simple; all you have to do is stand before the other empresses and confess your crimes.” She said with a smile.
“Confess my crime? I committed no crime.” I said my voice sounded dry. “You condemn an innocent man to death; YOU are the problem, you and the other twisted empresses. To hell with you all.”
The smile on her face disappeared. “Too bad, I wasn’t planning on returning back with this food, but you gave me no option.”
“If I die, then it would all be in vain. You can’t kill me; we both know that.”
“No, I can’t, and I don’t plan on doing so.” She said, taking the glass of water and holding it out to me. I swallowed hard; it looked so crisp and clear… I never knew plain water could seem so beautiful. I reached for it, fingertips just inches away–then she tilted her hand. The water spilled onto the floor, every drop wasted, and she watched me the entire time. When the cup was empty, she turned and walked away. The door lock clicked.
Of course, I had considered quenching my thirst with the water from the washroom, but Julia was smart; the chemical in the water made it poisonous to consume. Still, I wondered if that was still an option.
I knelt on the ground, held up my hair, and drank the water she had spilled. Tears trailed down from my cheeks, but I wouldn’t stop drinking.
Julia visited after two days with the same offer, and again, refused; she spilled the water on the ground, but this time she watched as I went on my fours and drank the water.
“Stupid girl.” She muttered before walking away.
Despite the hunger, there was only one thought that made it all bearable. Train. I remember how it felt when his mouth was down there eating me out, when his fingers had been in me, and I let out a small moan. That had felt so … hot–I thought, but then I remembered where he was now, in the pit, dying.
I deserved this; I deserve to suffer.
That had been the last thought on my mind before I went to sleep.
I woke up with a start, it was still late in the night, something had woken me up.
I caught the shadow of a man. Panic surged through me, but I didn’t stop to see who it was. I opened my mouth to scream, but he was faster, clamping a hand over my mouth I struggled, but he was just too strong. I knew what was about to happen–Trian wasn’t here to save me this time. A muffled sob tore from my throat as tears streamed down my face.
“Fuck, it’s me.”
I paused and he slowly took off his hands as if unsure I would start screaming all over again.
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Chapter Eighty Three
It couldn’t be; this had to be a dream. Trian Valtor was dressed in his usual uniform; he looked even better than I remember; his black hair fell over his striking blue eyes.
My chest tightened just by looking at him, and then I was sobbing. “You aren’t real. This is a dream.”
“Aliya.”
“No. I can’t stop thinking of what I did to you; I caused it all and…”
He held my hands. “I am real.”
I sat up, staring at him. I didn’t want to believe it. Any moment now, I would wake up from this dream and drown myself in more tears. But then he placed a kiss on my knuckles, and I felt the sparks. It was enough to tell me I wasn’t dreaming. He was here. Really here.
For a moment I don’t know the right move to make. Hug him? Try kissing him?… I didn’t know what to do, so I just stared at him.
