Eight

Chapter 8

As she stepped back, she heard a growl, which signified that she should stop moving back, away from him, taking all courage in her, she raised her head up in fear, taking every boldness in her. As she looked at the grey golden eyes, looking at her, surprisingly, she was calmed by his eyes,

"My name is Sharriah Stallion"

She said, looking at him in his eyes, not yet used to staring eye balls to eye balls with her master,

"When did you join the slave establishment, were you sold or were you kidnapped, tell me, do not skip any part, if you do that, you will be punished intensely"

He said, even though he sounded not too violent, but she knew there were other meaning to the word "punished" when he said he was gonna punish her,

"I had been leaving in the establishment eight years ago"

She said, remembering how the establishment changed her identity for good,

"The sultans came destroying my village, they attacked my people and they kidnapped the children, then I was just twelve years of age"

She said, bowing down, hoping he never asked her of her family, she did not know what happened to them, and she was not ready to tell him about her family,

"And your family"

Aiden asked, looking at her with full intensity, she felt her heart tinged with pain,

"I don't know where they are"

She said, bowing down, no saying any further words. A girl entered the tent, with a basket of food, she arranged the food on the table, as she bowed down and left the tent.

He took his spoon eating the food, the smell wavering through the air and her stomach grumbled with an appetite to eat, when was the last time she ate, she thought trying to remember, she was still standing, playing with her toes as she twist them against each other, she wouldn't dare request for food, if she should make an attempt of demanding, especially for food, the werewolf will use her for dinner. She watched him eat, she could see the dishes which were able to satisfy note than three people, so why couldn't he even throw even a slice of bread in her, something in her wined, she wondered what that was, and she could purely remember that voice, it have spoken to her before,

"Take her to the tent where the other maids are, give her food to eat and watch her"

She heard a voice, it was the alpha and he was asking a guard to take her to the other tent, maybe she must have been so deep in thoughts, that she did nor know when the guard came in and when he even finished his meal, surprisingly, he finished the whole meal, he must have had a huge appetite, she thought, bowing down, to her master, before following the guard.

As she stepped outside, the guard dragged her with carelessness, she obediently followed like a lost lamb, as he reached the tent, probably the one where the maids were, she was pushed inside by the guard, she was not expecting that push, so she landed on the ground, her derriere hitting the hard floor, she heard a ear piercing laughter from the people around her, as she turned, she bent her head in shame and submission to them, she was not yet used to outsiders and she just disgraced herself the first time she saw them, she stood up, and they laughed more at her clumsiness.

"Is this the slave the alpha king bought..."

A girl said, looking at the slave, Sharriah knew she would be a maid and not be more than eighteen or nineteen and she dare talked to her like that, but yet, why would she do so, she was just an ordinary slave, who have no pride in life.

"Shhhhhh, be careful how you mention the king, you all might get yourself in trouble..."

Another maid said, glaring at the first girl who spoke, and she nodded her head in understanding, as if remembering an incident.

"Yeah, you are right."

The girl said again.

"She is so clumsy, I wonder how much she do last with the king."

She whispered when she pronounced his name.

"Yeah, but what does the king needs a slave for?"

Another maid asked.

"I wonder too, a slave is more like a prisoner, a dog, a pet, no right to talk, to do what so ever you wanna do, can you believe, I have the right to trample on her."

Another said, Sharriah watched them as they puffed nonsense out from their lips, she was irritated with them, but she knew better not to start a fight with them, she is a slave after all.

"I wonder what the queen mother will say about her, she does nor tolerate nonsense, she do shout with all the blood in her."

The another maid said..

Sharriah was stunned by the news.

'The king have a mother.'

Sharriah thought.

'Of course he will, probably brothers and sisters.'

Remembering the man she saw with Envaline, the man actually had almost the same semblance with her master.

"Hey slave girl, what do you want."

The first maid who talked, who she later came to know as Mara asked.

Sharriah looked confused on how she would request food from them, she didn't want them to think that she sounded like she was commanding them, using the King's instruction, so she used the most meek way she had ever used to request for something, and she said.

"Please, I need food to eat...."

Sharriah humble said. As those words left her lips, the maids exploded into rift of laughters.

"Did you hear her Fanny, she needs food to eat hahahaha."

The maids laughed again, the lady she called Fanny, ignored the laughing maids, she was the only good lady among them and she seems like the oldest among the maids, who had not spoken a word to her since she entered the tent.

"What is your name."

The girl whose name is Fanny asked Sharriah, bowing down to her...

"My name is Sharriah...."

She answered...

"OK then Sharriah, stay here let me get you some food.."

The girl named Fanny said.

As Fanny walked out from the tent, Sharriah wished she was not going to be murdered before Fanny arrived with the food.

"So slaves eat, I thought they work for days with empty stomachs and then eat some dry breads or so, or are you forgetting your background so quickly..."

Mara said again, she seemed to be the voice piece of the other maids.

Her words must have caused the other maids to erupt in laughter.....

"She smells like a pig."

Another maid said, covering her nose with her hands, Sharriah looked at them with a smile on her face, they were indeed drama queens and she couldn't wait to leave the tent and get some fresh air, but Fanny instructed her to be here, just as another maid was about to make another foolish speech, Fanny came in with a bowl of rice and a stewed bush meat, her stomach roared with hunger, thank God she came quickly, she would have received another lash of abusive words from them.

She hadn't seen such food in a long time, and seeing these dishes was meant for her, made her spirit dance.

"Here, you can take it, there is water in the pot over there, it is so cold and it will make you relax."

Fanny said, giving her the food, she bent down, thanking her.

"Thank you ma'am."

She said, walking to a corner of the tent, sitting down and stretching her bones, relaxing to get ready to munch the sumptuous food in front of her, at the first taste of the food, the flavors hitting her buds like wine, how does a wine taste like, she knew not, at the second bite, she ate with greediness, not minding the maids around her or the eyes looking at her, is not her fault though, it had been long since she ate such dish and the thought of eating it again and again caused her joy, but no, she had her plan, her plan was to escape the establishment, she did not mind if she had a scar on her body, which indicates she is a slave, all she wants is to go and save her friend and escape with her two friends, at least these food will give her strength to implement her plans.

"She eats like a mad woman."

A maid said loudly, to her hearing.

"At least a mad woman got freedom to her life, she does what ever she wanna do, but her, she got nothing."

Another maid said.

"Can you all leave the tent, go wash the dishes, if the alpha hears you all were insulting his slave, then just be reminded of my words when your tongue are ripped off from your mouth."

Fanny said, and at her words, the maids gasped with horror, throwing Sharriah daggers which came from their eyes, they hissed and left the tent, leaving her alone with Fanny, she looked down at her plate, realizing that she was done with her food and the very first time for the past 8 years, she was filled to the brim, a tears slid down her face, wondering if Envaline had eaten or how well she was been treated, she wiped her tears qyickly, not wanting Fanny to see her crying and perherps scold her, she decided then and there to escape the tent this night, there wasn't much guards at the tent as she studied the environment when she was dragged to the maids tent.

"Are you filled to the brim?"

Fanny asked her, looking at her, with smile on her face, the smile Fanny gave her never made her relax but instead, made her more anxious and scared, no one have ever smiled to her like that apart from her family.

"Yes ma'am, I am filled up, thank you."

She replied, avoiding to make a long speech, in order not to implicate her self.

"Good, you can stay here until the alpha demands of you, when you stay close with the alpha, be weary, so you don't die so quickly.."

Fanny said, Sharriah wondered what she meant by dying so quickly.

"Please can you permit me to go and release my self, nature calls me...."

Sharriah asked so timidly, she hoped not to implicate herself by sounding quite demanding.

She needed to play cool in order to avoid suspicion because she already had her plans formed in her head.