Episode 3: Cryage's Bird's Cry
.... The Captive Bride....
#### ** [Scene: Malik Mansion - The Bridal Room - early in the morning] **
(*Golden morning light is filtered through curtains but does not bring Alina no warmth. She sits on a massive bed, still in her wedding clothing, her eyes swollen from crying all night. end.*)*)*)*)*)*)*)*)*)*)*)*)*)*)*)*)*)*)*)*)*)*)*)
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"Lady, you should eat something."
(*Alina does not match. He simply stares at an intact tray of last night.*)
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#### ** Maid (looking nervously to the door, lowering the voice) **
"If you don't eat, Lord, he'll get angry ..."
(*When mentioning about Zayan, Alina's jaw tightens. She clenched the bed in her fist.*)
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#### ** Alina (quietly but with unshaped defiance) **
"Let him upset."
(*The service hesitates for a moment, then leaves quietly. The hard silence returns, grinds Alina again.
(*Zayan enters, dresses sharply in a black suit, his presence requires attention. His eyes are flashing to unaffected food and then returned to her.*)
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#### ** zayan (crossing hands, voice of rest but sharp) **
"So, this is your rebellion? Hungry?"
#### ** Alina (lifting chin, her voice bitter but stable) **
"Why do you care? Do you have what you wanted. I'm your wife now, isn't it? What difference does it do for you when I eat or not?"
(*Zayan watches her carefully, his expression unreadable. Then, without a word, he goes to the table, lifts a glass of milk and holds it on it.*)
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#### ** zayan (firm) **
"Drink."
(*Alina envelops him and does not move on the thumb.*)
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#### ** Alina (interest) **
"Should I also thank my fatigue for his kindness?"
(*Zayan releases a low laughter and shook his head. Then, at the moment, his patience surprised. She grabs her wrist, pulls her forward and forces the glass to her lips.*)
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#### ** zayan (low and dangerous, voice barely over whisper) **
"I don't have time for your seizures, Alina. Drink it."
(*Alina's eyes spread to strength in his grip. Glass is cold against her lips. Her body solidifies but refuses to be controlled.*)
(*With a single fast movement, the glass slapped.
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"Oh, so * you're afraid of a fight."
(*Alina's breathing is uneven, her heart pounds. She expects to emerge out. Instead she enters back and stuffs her hands into his pockets.*)
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#### ** zayan (calmly but with warning edge) **
"Fine. Hunger, if you want. But remember, Alina - this house is your world now. The sooner you accept it, the easier it will be for you."
(*It turns with that and leaves, his tracks reflect the corridor. The door closes the silent but deafening finality.*)
(*Alina exhale, fringe looks down at broken glass. Her hands are shaking but not with fear. With anger. Determination. If she thinks she will accept this marriage is wrong.*)
*"I escape."*
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#### ** [scene: Malik Mansion - dining room - afternoon] **
(*Zayan sits at the forefront of a long dining table and grinds coffee carelessly.
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"So, how is married life with you?"
(*Zayan doesn't respond, just mixing his coffee. Snakes with laughter.*)
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#### ** Snakes (ridiculous tone) **
"Let me guess. A little bride gives you hell?"
#### ** zayan (calmly without looking up) **
"They learn their place."
(*Snakes lift the eyebrows and tilt forward.*)
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#### ** Snakes (teasing but curious) **
"But she is she? From what I hear, she didn't eat a bite from a wedding. Refusing food is a form of resistance, a friend."
(*Zayan finally looks up, his expression unreadable.*)
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#### ** zayan (cold) **
"Soon breaks."
(*Snakes are laughing but not saying anything. Zyan knows too well. He sees the way his friend clenches his jaw, the way his fingers tighten around his cup. Something about this girl is different. And Zayan also knows.*)
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#### ** [scene: Malik Mansion - Alina's Room - Midnight] **
(*The house is silent. Everyone sleeps. Alina stands near the window, her heart race. That's her chance. She spent all day studying the mansion and looking for a way out. Now she has it.*)
(*Quietly pushes the open window. When it looks down, it's a cold breeze on her skin. It's a dangerous height, but there's a ledge on which she can climb, which leads to the garden down.*)
(* She took a deep breath and turned her legs over the window and hands the frame firmly. Step by step gets over the ledge. Just a little more…*)
(*Then-*)
*"Shouting."*
(*Her own.*)
(*Her leg slips. The world leans. The panic grabs
(*And then a strong hand wings around her wrist. Figure.
(*Alina gasped when she came across a hard chest, her body was trembling. She doesn't have to look to know who caught her.*)
(*Zayan.*)
(*Its grip is iron.
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#### ** zayan
"What did you think?"
(*Alina swallows hard but refuses to turn away.*)
Alina (brass but wild)
"I thought of freedom."
(Zayan's grip is tightened.
Zayan (low, dangerous whisper)
"Do you want freedom? Then listen carefully. If you ever pull something like that again ..."
(He stops, his grip is tightened only to the extent that her breath is represented.)
Zayan (deadly serious)
"Next time I won't catch you."
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Zayan (without looking back, the voice warns)
"Welcome to your new life, Alino. It's the time you realize - now you belong."
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"May be in a cage but will never be tamed."
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