Chapter 47

I winced as the burst of translation raced through my head. He wanted me to move my ass so he could see the new whore, sex-toy, and a dozen other nasty words. I didn't quite pick the right word that he was trying to use. But the way that Ethallia turned pale and began to shake, I knew she had.

"Does he mean…" her voice trailed off.

My eyes closed at the terror that I can feel coming from her. "They are speaking of…" I searched my mind trying to remember the word the guards had said earlier. "Lay with you."

She immediately shrunk back a bit and shook her head in denial. "No, no, that can't be true. They wouldn't do that to me," she denied quietly. "My family wouldn't do that!"

A cloth flashed in front of my face letting me know that one of the men had gotten brave and decided he was just going to "choose" me. Spinning towards him, I shoved Ethallia behind me and looked towards him to the stained cloth up to the guy with absolute disgust.

"What am I expected to do with that?" I asked in