Chapter 7: A MURDERER'S DIGNITY
"My master wants him dead and unless you kill him, you have failed your task," Dassy explained before vanishing into the light.
This wasn't happening. I cannot have a man's blood on my hands, I cannot taint my soul with murder.
Curse Trenton for not being able to control his animalistic urges.
I sighed in defeat as I slumped into my small bed. I tried to imagine how perfect my life would have been but the increased squeaking of mice and sting of bed bug bites, reminded me that I was stuck in reality- a sheer contrast of everything I had ever wanted.
"Marcella," Lottie yelled from the lobby.
"Marcella, the master has called for you," she yelled as she banged on my door.
I rushed out in only my semi-see-through night dress and a large scarf which I wrapped around my body.
"Why? Is everything alright?" I whispered to Lottie.
"Don't know," she shrugged. "But you must hurry, he's about to leave for the forest."
I nodded and rushed down the hall to Lord Trenton's chambers.
In front of his large doors were his horse men, two guards and his steward.
We exchanged awkward glances before I headed to were Lord Trenton sat, polishing his riffle.
"You called for me, my lord," I bowed as I approached him.
"You will be accompanying us on our hunt," he said.
"But my lord, the hunt is a man's activity."
"I have neither the skill nor strength to hunt," I explained.
"It wasn't a request, it was an order," Trenton scoffed.
"You are to join the party immediately and you will ride behind me with my steward."
"Shall I quickly get a change of clothes?" I asked.
"No," Trenton barked before shoving me with the butt of his riffle.
I joined the party and we set out at exactly midnight.
The forest was pitch black, our only source of light being the torch the steward had in his hands.
I had heard stories of Dinari's creatures of the night that could smell fear from miles away and possessed large horns they used to gore their preys.
I was gripped with fear but I reminded myself that Trenton was a powerful sorcerer and if the need arises, he would protect us.
"We shall set up camp here," Trenton barked orders at his men.
I was helped off my horse and instructed to gather wood for a fire.
I tried not to stray far from camp but finding dry wood was a hassle and I had to head towards the foot of the Kirico mountain.
The air was cold and my stiffened nipples almost poked out of the thin linen of my night dress. I wrapped my scarf tighter and I continued to search for wood.
The area was deserted and quiet except for the occasional snapping of twigs which grew louder each passing second.
"Hello!" I yelled. "Is anyone there?"
There was no response. I couldn't stray further and my only option was to return to camp which was in the same direction as the sound.
"Hello!" I yelled once more. "Reveal yourself you bloody coward."
Out of the darkness emerged Trenton, gun in hand and a mischievous look plastered on his face.
"My lord," I bowed. "I didn't know it was you."
"Audrey," he hissed as he circled me like a prey.
"It's Marcella, your servant," I replied hastily.
"You never cease to amaze me," he said as he inched closer to me.
"You should have stayed dead," he spat as he shoved me with the butt of his gun.
I lost my balance and fell to the ground, scraping my palm on the bark of a large fallen tree.
"You're a bloody parasite that refuses to accept defeat," he cussed as he stood over me.
He pointed his riffle at me and caressed my cheek with the tip.
"You should have given in to my demands," he hissed. "I would have kept you alive as a fuck toy."
"please, my lord. This is all a big misunderstanding," I begged.
"Shut your whore mouth," he snapped as he kicked my abdomen.
"I will have fun getting rid of you the second time," he growled.
He swung the strap of his riffle over his shoulder and pinned me to the ground with both of his knees.
"I will make love to every hole on your body," he threatened as he tore my night dress to shreds, exposing my chest and underwear.
"I had always imagined what making love to you would feel like," he whispered as he wrapped his large hand around my left breast.
I screamed in pain as he roughly squeezed it.
"When I'm done with you, I will invite my men over and they'd all take turns in destroying your little cunt."
I tried to scream again but my voice was muffled by shreds of my torn dress.
"Open up, pretty girl," he growled as he roughly grabbed my thighs and spread them apart.
I groaned and tried to scream as I felt his finger force its way into my cunt.
"Wonderful," he moaned. "You're a virgin."
Tears ran down my eyes as I watched him struggle to unhook his belt.
His knees remained on my side while he restrained me with one hand.
He struggled but managed to free his manhood after a few minutes.
I watched as it tried to jump to life almost immediately and he shut his eyes and moaned as he stroked its length.
This was my moment. As long as he had his eyes shut and he was lost in pleasure and I could easily overpower him.
I said a brief prayer and with the last bit of strength I had in my body, I pushed him to the ground.
He cussed loudly and tried to reach for his riffle but he wasn't quick enough.
I kicked his head and he fired but missed.
Blood spewed out of his mouth and nose as his head came in contact with a large rock.
He lay still but twitched occasionally, indicating he was still alive.
I grabbed another rock, stood over him and sent it flying to his skull.
Blood splattered everywhere but the impact wasn't enough to kill him.
I picked up the rock and kept smashing until bits of his brain came flying out..
My body was covered in blood and I could hear the sound of people approaching.
I pulled his shirt off his body and wrapped around a small twine was a shiny blood red crystal.
I pulled it off his arm and immediately, Dassy's voice echoed through the forest..
"Congratulations Dahlia, you have completed your first task ."