Not having anywhere to resort to as the red eyes surrounded her from each corner, Sara crouched into a protective position and closed her own, she squeezed them shut so hard all while covering her ears with her hands, She cried and shivered, feeling the stares on her like wicked touches, sickening and filthy, she felt herself being violated, as the touches kept on crawling on her naked self, each withholding a part of her while she crouched helplessly, she recited every single prayer she knew, begging the Gods to save her as she had no idea how to save herself, However, the Gods didn't respond, they never did to any of her former prayers, when she wished to see her mother, or when she wished to have friends, the Gods seemed to have forsaken her, yet here she was still begging them, hoping this one time they might listen...
Too engrossed in her mind wrecking struggle, Sara was surprised by the sudden painful pair of grips that clutched at her shoulders like nippers, making her
''Your Majesty...'', A beautiful woman in her early forties approached the king who was standing next to a large mirror, busy dressing himself in casual clothes. He, however, didn't acknowledge her presence at all as he finished buttoning up his shirt...''It is late, Your Majesty, it is not a good idea to leave now as the sun...''''And whose fault is that? That I have to go out this late and risk being attacked by the night creatures?'' The king didn't turn to face his wife as he interrupted her sharply, ''Weren't you the one who refused to live with her under the same roof?''''Edard, I can't...'', The redheaded queen's voice quivered as she looked at him with
Sara stared at her leaving father with a bright smile, waving at him happily, while the early sun rays illuminated his body. The sight was truly majestic to the eye. The king waved at her as well, promising to come visit her sooner than expected, with plenty of gifts and savories. Sara was grateful for her father who couldn't bear to leave her upset. Those few extra minutes he spent with her, just hugging her and telling her how much he loved her. It brightened her morning and lifted the weight off her heart for a while, but once he took off and was out of sight, her smile fell off her face only to be replaced by a sour expression.Sara wished she could muster enough courage to tell her father she didn't want any gifts nor savories. That she was grateful for all his love and time and care but it wasn't enough. She, just like any
Surrounded by a white glow, Sara felt her numb body being pulled to the bottom of what seemed like a bottomless pit. Where an inhumanely beautiful woman stood with her arms stretched forward, as if waiting for Sara to fall into her embrace. She stared at her with heavy eyelids, noticing the familiar silver locks and pure eyes, The ones she saw every single day in her mirror. But unlike her soft features, the woman had rather sharper ones that that spoke volumes about her status and strength.The woman was saying something, Sara noted from her moving lips. However, the drowning girl wasn't able to hear a thing beside a dull whir in her ears. The burn in her lungs seemed to increase the closer she got to the woman who seemed aware of everything happening to her...''...Within...You...Trust...No...'', Sara wasn't able to distinguished any of the words as a painful pressure hit her chest repeatedly as if it was being hammered mercilessly. An excruciating pain erupted in he
‘’Another carriage was attacked yesterday, Your Highness, three bodies were found, while twelve are still missing”, Henry frowned while listening at the bald man across the round table. It wasn’t uncommon for the demons to attack humans as they were their main source of food. However, the numbers were alarmingly high, not to mention the locations and recurrence. Due to the curse on their kind, the demons were not able to walk in day light nor step too far into the human lands away from their exiles. Nevertheless, their latest attacks defined all the known facts.Pinpointing the location of the attack on the large map, Henry looked at it thoughtfully, his thick brown eyebrows knitted in a deep frown as tried to connect the knowledge he had with the data displayed in front of his eyes. Looking back at the generals, ready to share his conclusions without taking offense by their doubtful eyes. They watched every single one of his moves carefully as not all
Sara stared at the running water with a disinterested gaze as she sat by the riverside, a basket of cranberries next to her. She couldn’t stop herself from coming to this particular spot in every given opportunity, not knowing exactly why. There was no guarantee that the young man who saved her might show up again in that place but her desire to see him again was too strong to resist.What a strange situation the one she was in, she remembered returning to the shack after that day, overwhelmed by the strange mixture of embarrassment and happiness, and even though she knew no one was following her, she couldn’t help but walk fast, almost running. Once she was inside, she closed her door and placed her hand on her chest, sensing her erratic heart beats that refused to calm down, incontrollable smiles showed on her face like spasms. She was hot, as if placed on a boiling pan, she fanned her face while walking to her mirror, only to be met with a shocking sight.
Sara ran her fingers through her fringe, trying to give it a bit of volume and a beautiful form, she decided to let it untied for the day as it was a beautiful day with temperate weather with was neither hot nor cold, once done with her hair, she looked at her all in the mirror, smiling in satisfaction.The dress she wore for the day complemented her indeed, grey wasn’t her favorite color but it did make her complexions look livelier, especially with the little white flowers made of silky threads on it neckline and skirt, the hem of it stopped right above her ankle to prevent it from being dipped in the forest mud, the skirt wasn’t a fancy one, it was made of several layers of fabric that fluid down her body smoothly, the upper part however hugged her torso intimately, not hiding her thin waste which made her breasts look fuller, the round neckline was reserved but it still allowed her long neck and a part of her collarbones to show, giving her an extra touch of f
Sara stood under the large tree, rubbing her palms together after blowing some hot air on them for some warmth while watching the heavy rainfall. She was drenched and cold, freezing even, the green branches didn’t provide the optimum protection from the cold droplets but it was still better than standing in the open sky. She shivered as she looked at her left and right, hoping to see any sign of Eren.Sara remembered the day she ran back to the shack after spending the day with her dear -and only- friend, she expected to find her father already there, waiting for her angrily with a long list of investigating questions, she thought about tens of excuses to tell him, and none of them included the truth as she knew he would be furious about it, she knew he would forbade her from meeting Eren again and even move her somewhere else, away from him.Sara didn’t know when her handsome savior became that important to her. in the beginning of their friendship, she be
Sara was too cold and numb to move, a dull pain spread all over her body while a much stronger one was focused on her belly, she knew what that strong pain was, hunger, she was starving, she wished she could have curled up on herself more to reduce it a little, but she had no control over her body.Being the king’s bastard, she was deprived of titles and wealth. However, her father made sure to provide her with everything she needed to live a respectable and comfortable life, she was always well fed and sheltered, never suffered the hunger nor cold, this led her to grow up isolated and fully dependent on her father, which didn’t do her any good as she had no idea how to face life alone.Sara tried to survive for the first days, economizing her consummation of the few resources she had left, skipping some meals and eating less, saving the woodblocks for the coldest nights only, using candles instead of lamps to save their oil. She did good at first but with