Samantha POV I am standing in a big foyer waiting. I look at the paintings on the wall. They look old and worn. There is a marble statue of the woman that has just left the space. I look towards the stairs when I hear footsteps coming toward me. The lady looks young, around my age if I should guess. She has a business suit on. She looked so elegant. "Hi, my name is Emilee. I will be your roommate during your stay here. We will need you to hand over all your personal items that linked you to your previous life, including your phone. Please hand it over to Master Jackson." She pointed toward the big burly man next to me.I start rummaging through my bag for my cellphone. This is the only thing that I have. I decided to give Kaleb back his bank card when I left. I think by now he has found it in my room with the note. Once I was done, Emilee motioned for me to follow her. I took my luggage from Master Jackson. I was halfway up the stairs when I turned around and look back. Master Jack
Samantha POV It has been two weeks since I arrived at the halfway house. I have fallen into a routine that now feels normal. Each day we have a few tasks to do. Once you are done with your tasks, you are free to roam the grounds. Even though we are free to do as we please, this is the same as a prison. The gates are always closed and will only open for Lady Leila and her husband. They only go out once a week to do some shopping. I have seen guards posted at the gates and at various places around the fence. I think they are scared that we are going to run away. Which is highly unlikely, we have nowhere else to go.I am currently in the kitchen, staring out the window. Today is my turn to make dinner for everyone in the house. The ladies and I have already decided on soup for this evening. The last three days have been cold and miserable. We haven't left the house once in the last three days. We have been too scared that we are going to freeze ourselves to death. Amy and Brylee ha
Samantha POV Lady Leila has opened up the gates only for today. We had to pack our things so that we can be ready if someone buys us today. We are going to the local slave school to be a part of their auction. We are not going to walk the stage like we did the first time. We are going to sit in a room and wait. If a buyer is interested they will come to us in the room talk to us for a bit and then write down their price on our door. When the night is done we go to the highest bidder. It sounds so complicated. I wish we could have gone through the same routine as the previous time. Now I am sitting here waiting for the next person to come by. I have already seen seven potential buyers. All creepy older guys. The door opens up and my heart stopped. It is the same guy from the King's party. "O, dear. What do we have here? Just you and me. Did your master realize you are no good?" "What do you want?" I press myself against the wall. If he kills me here no one will even know. "I
Samantha POV I haven't seen the outside of the room in three days. I haven't spoken to another human in days. They come and give me food and water. That was it. Come to think of it I haven't seen my luggage. I am still in the same clothes I had on when they bought me. The key turns in the door. I stood up and waited. A woman came in. She was quiet and reserved. She has a bruise on her neck. "I brought you some clothes and some water to wash in." She hands me some clothes and places the bucket next to me. The clothes looked like a maid's outfit. It was this awful grey color. It was a dress, but it looked too small to fit me. The lady was wearing the exact same outfit. "What is your name?" The woman ignores me. She doesn't even look in my direction. "Hello, you know you can speak to me. I just want to know what is going on." The lady places her hand on my mouth. There is fear in her eyes. "No names, okay. I do not want to learn your name just in case you die. There have been ele
Samantha POV The stabbing pain is what woke me up. It started in my stomach and shot through my whole body. Nobody can hear me screaming down here and believe me I did scream when the pain started. I have tried changing my position, but nothing has helped me so far. The only thing that will help me is my pills. The sun is coming out. I can see it through the blackened-out windows. Yesterday I went up to the window and scratched of some of the black paint, so there is more light coming in. The door opened and the lady from the other day came in. She took one look at me and ran towards me in worry. She wipes the sweat from my forehead. "What the hell is going on with you?" "I need my pills." "What pills? Master didn't say anything about pills." "I burned it with my clothes. I don't know what my medicine is called. I need it to stay alive." She took a deep breath. "That was not very smart. Our master will not buy you any medicine. He will rather have you die. Come let me help yo
Samantha POV I have been in this hell hole for a week. I can't believe that I have gotten used to the pain. It rarely bothers me. What does bother me is the fact that I haven't died yet. Somedays I do wish for death to come and get me. Master Mark is cruel. There is not one day that goes by without him hitting me. He always finds something that I do wrong. I have to say that there is one good thing that came from all this. Laria and I have become great friends. Today I am going to meet the king. What Laria told me about him made my hair stand up. He is the type of person that makes our master look like a puppy. He kills people when they defy him. "You look better. Remember you do not talk unless spoken to. I do not want you to embarrass me in front of the king." Master walked out of the room and I trailed behind him. Larai is walking beside me. Once again her head was bowed down towards the ground. Together we walked into the castle. I look to Laria to see what she is doing. S
Samantha POV I haven't felt like this in a while. The pain has been unbearable today. It feels like someone is constantly stabbing me with a knife over and over again. There is also a pulling feeling over my body. Laria has tried to help me out for the past week. She has been my rock. It is all thanks to her that I have not been in any trouble for not doing my job this week. I walk out into the garden. I need some fresh air. I fall down on the ground. The pulling is getting worse. It feels like my arms are being pulled from my body. I screamed, but the scream didn't sound like me. I look at my hands and I see that it is changing. There was flapping above me. I look up and see the most magnificent dragon in front of me. It was the biggest dragon I have ever seen. It started to change right in front of me. I see King Ate in front of me. The last I heard was "mate" before the darkness took hold of me. I woke up in a white room. I started to look around, but all I could see was a
King Ate "We need to find out what is going on Mark. This is not right. All the dragons have been accounted for. That is if we do not account for Mister Jacksons' daughter that mysteriously vanished eighteen years ago." I can feel a headache coming along. "Why are you so invested, Ate?" Mark looks at me suspiciously. "I told Mister Jackson a week ago that I am going to pull back the soldiers that are looking for their daughter. I took their hope away and now look. She miraculously turns up right here under our noses? How is that even possible?" I start rubbing my temple. "That is true, but that is not all. Ate we have been friends before you became king. I think I know you better than you know yourself. There is something else that is bothering you. If you don't want to talk about it, you don't have to. What bothers me is the fact that we did not sense that she is a dragon. How do you explain that?" Mark frowns. That is also a fact that is bothering me. "I ask one of our doctors t