Chapter 8 Torturing Ground

• Inside the room, Alpha Malik is scribbling on the scroll on the table, he inserted his feather in the ink and scribbled.
• There are many messages from his people, and the neighboring villages around the Uruk community, asking for his community's help.
• After he retorted to a few of the scrolls brought in by his right man Jaguar, he left the remained untouched to acknowledge later.
• He stood up and undressed himself to have his early morning bath, leaving only his underthings.
• He walled into his bathroom and switched on the water tap, it seeped from his head dripping to his body, and he shut his eyes tightly under the tap.
• His head replayed his father's dead body, and he clenched his fists under the tap.
• Outrage ensued him immediately, and he thinks of a way to cause Aurora pain. After he was done with his bath, he switched off the tap and walked out of his bathroom to the room, meeting his stepbrother Jericho on a sofa.
• He stood up instantly and paid obeisance to the king.
• “Good morning my king” Jericho uttered with his eyes staring intently at his brother's face, he noticed how deadly his gaze looked.
• Immediately, he tried to compose himself, any mistake in his presence can cause regret, their late father, when he was alive, tried as much as possible not to infuriate Malik. If not, the fellow might not live to tell the story.
• “Good morning brother, what did I hold this early morning visit for,” Alpha Malik said in a cold voice, as usual, walking towards the closet to dress up.
• “Should I call a maid to come and dress for you, My king?” Jericho stated, but the king gives no response to his question.
• Instead, he opened the closet and changed into his strict training clothes, looking alluring in the training clothes with his cold eyes, yet he looked impressive.
• “Why are you here, brother?” he said calmly, yet his tone sounded deadly.
• “My king, I'm here to ask you how far about the plans on how to make Aurora beg for Deat…” Malik interrupted him.
• “The torture is starting now,” He said gruffly.
• A smile was plastered on Jericho's face instantly, he has been daydreaming of the torture he will inflict on aurora, every fiber of him hated Aurora, he has always had a bad impression of her before she was tagged the murderer of his father-, Which make him have a deep hatred for her.
• “I would like to follow you to where the torture will take place” Jericho stated calmly as possible.
• ''Meet me in the training ground, with your arrow and bow”, Malik stated, then he picked up his arrow and bow and walked out of his room—Jericho followed him.
• “Good morning my king” Evans greeted the king and bowed, as the door opened and the king walked out.
• “Go and bring the slave out of the dungeon to the training ground” Malik stated, in an authoritative tone.
• “You mean Aurora, my king” Evans let out, forgetting the king had warned him never to refer to her by name anymore.
• “One more mistake and you will have your head cut off your body,” the king said in his deep baritone voice, which crept Evans out.
• “I'm sorry my king,” he stammered, the king refused to speak, and he continued his walk.
• “I guess her beauty still mesmerizes you” Jericho stated in a calm voice beneath Evan's ear.
• Fear ensued in Evans immediately, and he looked at Jericho's face.
• “Your highness, her beauty didn't mesmerize me,” he said nervously, with a shivered voice he replied.
• “You are a chicken Evans, you are not supposed to be one of the king's guards, moreover I'm not your Alpha that sent chills to his subject system”, Jericho said, caressing Evan's shoulder.
• He grinned and walked away from Evan's presence, sneering as he walked, he felt happy that he will see Malik torturing Aurora.
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• Aurora was lost in thought, she didn't hear when Evans asked her to come out after he had unloosened the chains in the dungeon.
• “Aurora” Evans roared, the name she heard, which she had not heard for a long time, brought her out of her unconscious thought.
• Her eyes widened, seeing the angry scowl on Evan's face.
• “What did you say, Evan?” She managed to ask, though she wanted to avoid asking him a question, she knew better, that a murderer should not ask questions from the warrior, is disrespectful to the warrior.
• Evans moved closer to her in the dungeon and gave her a struck slap on the cheeks, which leaves Aurora to gasp.
• “How dare you ask me a question?” Evan asked curiously.
• He poured the aggression of Jericho's insult on her, he believed he was abused because of Aurora.
• Aurora's hand didn't leave the side of the cheeks where Evans slapped.
• She looked at Evan's face, and tears streamed down her cheeks, she felt hurt, she was a princess and no servant dared to slap her face.
• She felt like dragging Evans closer to smack his cheeks, but she tried to control the outrage, and think about the goodness Evans had done for her in the previous.
• Yet, she looked up and gave Evans a deadly stare, Evans was a bit startled by her gaze
• He moved closer to her, Then chained her hands, and dragged her.
• Aurora wished to ask him where he was taking her too, but she remained quiet, recalling how he slapped her face, and the cheek still hurt.
• Murmuring arose among the maids and servants as they passed through the hallway to the training ground.
• “Pretender”
• “She stinks”
• “I hate her with every fiber in me”
• These were coming out of the maids and servants as she walked past them, but she halted when a maid said.
• “I hate her with every fiber in me” She looked back
• to see the person, she recognized the voice, and she was not sure if truly the voice belonged to the person she thought.
• She looked back and scanned the maids along the hallway until her eyes fell on the person she never expected to see in the palace.
• To be continued.
• “Who could that person be?”
• Let's find out in the next chapter
• And what torture and pain await Aurora?
• Let's find out.