40. Who Touched You?

The few days that followed were overbearing. I cooked all morning, served the men who kept asking to bed me and seemed to revel in seeing me flush. I had little or no time to rest for after the meals, we would move further on the roads for we were out of the forests by the second day. I didn't have the liberty of riding on a horse for the General kept my hands tied to his horse. Another one of his 'precautions'. I was beginning to think of ways to murder the man. I fell on my face most of the time during the long journey everything his horse moved faster and he never turned to apologize. Being forced to move along with him for five days as he rode, I got to know a bit about the other seven that rode alongside him ahead of the army.

Brontés was the closest male to Zephyros. Ever calm and collected. He hardly said a word but his obsidian eyes were ever observant and inspecting. Whenever Zephyros was absent, he commanded in his stead. Morpheus was the exact opposite of Brontés. Cha