Chapter 28: 28 | Raven's Nest

My ankles were chained with some sort of spell. Putting on clothes without having to uncuff my feet was convenient for them and I was also only allowed a certain amount of distance to roam. I don't see why they have to chain me though. I don't plan on escaping.

The room I was in was somewhat dark and vast. The ceiling was so high, it felt endless. It wasn't really a room, but more like a cave or inside of a mountain. The walls were rocky and the only source of light was at a tippy top of the ceiling that caved upwards. There were two doors opposite of each other and both unreachable.

I was at least provided a large bed and necessary tools for everyday life. There was two other rooms, one that I couldn't enter and the other was a outhouse.

I was sitting on the bed when two ladies walk in through one of the doors. They laughed as they looked at me. In a flash, one of them starts to choke me with her hand. Her grip was strong as she held my neck up in the air. Right before I was about to lose consciousness, she throws me onto the ground. I coughed in pain placing a hand on my neck as if to check if it was still there.

"I thought he was supposed to be a powerful being? He's so weak. He didn't even try to defend himself." said one of the ladies.

"Mmm." the other replied.

Even though I learned a few moves, I don't really like using it. Being hit by someone is really painful, therfore, I wouldn't want to be the cause of someone's pain.

The two ladies in front of me was really beautiful. They had the same face and hair style. I couldn't tell them apart. Their purple clothing looked a little strange. It showed their bare skin almost as if they weren't wearing anything at all. They must be cold. I took off two layers of my robe as they chatted with each other.

"Um. If you want you ladies don't mind, you can borrow a couple of my robes. You both must be freezing in here." I offered.

They just stared at me shocked and then laughed to their hearts content. I couldn't help, but feel a little ashamed of myself. After all, Why would they want to cover themselves with my dirty clothes?

"Mm. I'll take them." One of them smiled as she took it and shredded it apart in front of my eyes. "We won't be the ones freezing here, only you."

They laughed at me as one of them said, "Are you dumb? I've never seen a prisoner offer us clothes before." Then, they left.

I cleaned up the my shredded clothing laying on the ground and tossed them into a basket. It was cold. I covered myself up in the thin blanket on the bed, but I couldn't feel any warmth. If they didn't want it they could have just said so. I just thought they might be cold.

That night I curled myself up to keep warm, but suddenly a bucket of ice cold water was splashed onto me. I saw the two girls laughing as they flew away. I hung the blanket to dry and walked into the bathhouse hoping for a warm bath, but there was no heater or equipment to warm up the water.

Pranks like these, I was used to. It may have been a while, but I'm still used to it. However, my immune system wasn't that great. I caught a fever that night as I laid on the cold ground soaked.

Their pranks were endless. They would bring me rotten food to eat, bugs to scare me, throw stones at me, and left me soaked every night. It reminded me of my life with the Yun family. The endless harassment and constant sickness was the same, but here they needed me, or at least they needed my eyes.

Then one day the two ladies dragged my body into the locked room. Looking around the place, there were tools everywhere and a platform. I could smell blood all around me and there was barely any light, just a burning torch.

"Welcome to the torture room." Said one of the ladies as she sealed my hands onto the platform.

I could barely stand from my fever and I was so dizzy I felt like I could collapse at any moment. They tore off my bandages that wrapped around my hands and grabbed a scissor like tool off the wall.

"Those are quite some ugly scars you got there." the one holding the scissor like tool said as she tore off a fingernail with a smile.

I couldn't feel the pain, but I closed my eyes. It was quite gruesome after all. One by one they took my nails and it bled.

"He didn't even scream or flinch." one of them stated. "Should we try the feet?"

As they push me onto the platform with my body bounded, they attempted to peel off my toe nails as well.

"What are you two doing in here?" a cold male voice asked. They immediately stopped what they were doing.

It was that Raven that had taken me out of the palace. He glared at them as they moved away from me.

"Oh! You're back? We were only having some fun with your little prisoner. Don't worry we won't kill him, as long as his eyes are intact and he's living then there shouldn't be a problem." one of then responded.

"When did I ever allow you to touch any of my belongings?" He questioned as a flood of bloodlust filled the room.

In just a second he had smashed one of the ladies head into the wall as she struggled and trembled in fear. He slowly let her go and the other lady helped her up as they quickly left.

He walked towards me and undid the seals binding me to the platform.

"Get up." he ordered.

I gathered my remaining strength out of that room and sat on the soaking bed. He brought me a bowl of water to place my hands in. I cleaned off the blood as he watched over me. Suddenly, he stabbed the back of my hand with a small knife and I slowly looked up at him. Then he stabbed my thigh and I cried in pain dropping the bowl of water off the side of the bed. Tears fell from my face and I felt like I could collapse at any minute.

"So it's just your hands?" He questioned as he took his knives back.

I couldn't respond. Why did he do that? He could've just asked. The stab was so painful and I couldn't control my breathing. The Ravan left as I finally collapsed on the bed.

Everything's fine, this pain isn't as bad as the pain I have inside. That night I dreamt of Raiya again. He caressed my face and took care of me. He fed me a bowl of soup and wiped down my sweat. He kissed my hand and then he would come closer to kiss me on the forehead. He cared for me and loved me. It was a dream too good to be real.