《The Bear - First chronicle of the Children of the Bear》26. Consequences
Advertisement
Lyra raged in her bonds. She cursed Bryn to every hell she ever read about. She felt welts form on her wrists where she'd pulled against the ropes tying her to the bedpost. She'd pulled less against her feet, also tied down, so she couldn't move enough to use her teeth on the rope. Eventually she fell asleep, her body sore and her stomach aching.
She woke up to voices outside her door.
"Where?"
"On the right shoulder. This big."
"She will have to be still."
The door opened and the tattooed man from the barracks stepped inside with a small box. He stood by Lyra's bed and began rolling her sleeve up. She tried to bite him.
"This will not work," he said in his musical accent. Two of Bryn's men came in. One sawed her hands free and she tried raking his face with her nails. He just pushed her face down onto the pillow holding her there while the other pinned her right arm on her side.
The tattoo man wiped her shoulder and then sharp pricks of pain followed. She cursed into the pillow but was glad it absorbed the tears that sprang to her eyes at the pain in her shoulder. It didn't help that the men had her twisted so her aching stomach was stretched.
After about two or three hours the man declared he was done and covered her shoulder with a bandage. The two men sat her up and she tried to headbutt one. He grunted as her head grazed his chin. Quickly he tied her hands behind her and to the bedpost, leaving her legs free thrash about.
When they left, she reached over to her shoulder and tore the bandage away with her teeth. Underneath, red and swollen, was the image of a rearing bear. She shrieked, "He marked me, the bastard marked me!"
Poor Nelly was sent in to feed Lyra breakfast. She was kicked viciously by Lyra and that would have been the end of Lyra's chance at food except Fenrin walked by, offering to take the tray from the bruised Nelly.
Advertisement
Lyra coiled like a snake when the door opened, ready to inflict some of her pain on someone else. When Fenrin walked in, she started. She watched him as he slowly came over and sat on her bed beside her. "Hello, Lyra."
He caught a glance at her shoulder. "Gods is that—?" Lyra growled warningly, she'd run out of words for the thing. Fenrin coughed. "Want some breakfast?"
Lyra laughed. "Oh sure, let me just take that from you." She exaggerated tugging her bonds. Fenrin picked up a piece of bacon and held it up for Lyra to bite.
She gave him a look. "You're kidding right?"
"Look, I'm not untying you. In all fairness, you did poison me last night so my trust levels are pretty much gone. But," he ate the piece of bacon, "this bacon is delicious."
She rolled her eyes but accepted his next offering. Fenrin watched her, trying to avoid looking at the bear. He spotted the fallen bandage. "Do you want me to..."
"Gods, please."
Fenrin picked up the bandage and gently put it back over the bear. He took the empty plate and stood up.
"Fen...I'm sorry."
"I know. Me too."
He left and Lyra let herself feel completely miserable. Her mother was the next person to come in but was shouted out by a wild string of obscenity. Ulris replaced her and although she again shouted, her insults were less personal and he brushed them aside. "Are you quite finished, mistress Lyra?"
She bit back another insult and Ulris continued, "Now, we are moving you to the guest quarters, you can either walk with me or be carried."
Something about Ulris' matter-of-fact tone, the same he used to announce visitors or the twin's latest adventure to their mother when they were children, calmed Lyra.
"I'll walk."
He nodded and one of the burly men cut her hands from the post, they stayed tied behind her back. She struggled to resist the urge to try and bite him. Instead she focused on standing with as much dignity as she could muster and walking out with Ulris.
Advertisement
They walked side by side with the two guards behind them. Next to Ulris, old and familiar, she suddenly felt very young. "What's going to happen, Ulris?" she whispered.
He shook his head. "I'm not sure. But in my experience the answer is usually whatever Bryn wants."
She scowled, all kind recollections of the old man squashed. When they reached the door, nervous Nelly was there, rubbing her side where Lyra had kicked her.
"You can either let Nelly search you or Tor." Ulris motioned to one of the burly men behind him. Again Lyra's impulse was to rebel and choose the harsher road, but she swallowed her pride and let Nelly pat her down, retrieving her lockpick kit from her pants. She also undid Lyra's braid, the pale waves cascading freely down her back and another lockpick clicking to the floor.
Lyra blew hair out of her face and scowled. Ulris pulled out a key from his pocket and unlocked the door, bowing and gesturing for Lyra to enter. She did, head held high.
The room was as she remembered it. A single bed and a chamber pot. The walls richly decorated, but with paint instead of tapestry. And no windows.
There was a box on her bed. Ulris glanced at it. "Salve for your...tattoo. Twice a day is what I was told. I suggest you use it. If you don't the wound will become infected and you might have to lose your arm." With that he bowed again, signaling Tor to cut her hands free. She tried to punch him, but he pushed her back and slammed the door.
Over the next two days, Bryn lashed out at three servants and a messenger from the Jarl. The entire household walked on eggshells avoiding the master as much as possible. Fenrin too avoided his father, but waited anxiously to find out his sister's fate.
Finally Bryn sent for Lyra. She was brought to him, hair wild and tangled but eyes still bright and proud. Dyla held her breath.
Bryn stood above his daughter, arms crossed. "One year," he said, "I'm banishing you for one year."
As Dyla suspected she would, Lyra laughed. "That is my punishment? I've wanted nothing more than to leave this place since I was twelve."
Bryn ignored her and continued, "In one year you will return here or I will send someone to fetch you. My mark will protect you from somethings and put you in danger of others. As much as you may deny it, you are Lyra Bryndotter and you must learn to live with that fact." A pack was tossed at her side and she stared around grinning with wild disbelief.
"Stay west and never south, go far and learn much, but know that until the year is up, I will not claim you should you fall into peril."
She was about to spit a retort but caught Fenrin's pleading glance and swallowed it. She let her father's men lead her to the main road. A few townspeople gathered for the sight of Bryndotter's banishment. The Jarl was there as was his son.
At last, she was cut free, the pack placed on her shoulders. She gave a wild cry and made her way down the road.
She, of course, stopped at her cave first, gathering some key tools and bundles of herbs, just rich with potential. Lyra also took her map, deciding she would go to Taka. She always wanted to see the city of thieves. So many stories came from that place. Also it was in the east, the opposite direction her father had suggested. Yes, Lyra the banished daughter would go to Taka. With a last check of supplies, she set out.
Advertisement
Bloody Angel
Death awaits everyone at some point. However, a young boy who almost met it was not saved by a divine messenger nor a hero of lore. No, he was saved by the filthy hands of destruction, a demon. Now equipped with knowledge and power only a demon would familiar with, Akiael Fanlus, survivor of a massacre, will purge the world of its filth using the power of myths and creatures passed down generation from generation. His victims are not the demented monsters that torment mankind. But against threats against the percieved order and balance within the world. Man, God, Demon, Monster, Beastman, good, or evil? It does not matter. If he can prevail over his enemies, then means are of no concern. A world of sinners awaits him and many adversaries who are willing to serve his head on a platter.
8 149Progenitor - A GameLit Campaign by Zero77
Progenitor is written by an Overlord admirer who wishes to put his own spin on the tired concept of a VR world turning into reality. The story follows Rein, a loyal fan of the DMMORPG Phantasm, as he finds himself in the New World, where much of what he has known of the game is no longer the same. Though, he may not be the only one desperately searching for his place in the hierarchy of this world. Accompanied by NPC's, who now are sentient and free from the constraints of computer programs, Rein slowly but surely unveils the many secrets hidden deep under thick layers of the New World's history. In case you skipped the first line, I like Overlord very much xD.
8 190Saga of the Space Marines
HARVEST! BUILD! DESTROY! Total war until annihilation. This is the story of the end of the human race. If it sounds like fun it’s because it is. The Saga relates the events and personal histories of the men of the 3rd Marine Space Expeditionary Force and their bitter MAXWAR (mutually assured eXtinction war) against the alien Krag Subjugation. Told from the view point of the warfighters on the front lines, the blue collar workers who build and maintain the infrastructure that supports them, and the scientists and engineers who develop the technologies that power their victories on the battlefield. This mission, The Maggot Colony, relates the first part of the adventure, where their capital ship, The Good Shepherd, is critically damaged, and a small force is sent to establish an outpost on the surface of a nearby planet to secure much needed emergency supplies and fuel. The situation is desperate, the fighting is brutal and the technical challenges both in space and on the planet surface seem insurmountable. Fans who enjoy the intellectual challenges and intricate storylines from real-time-strategy games such as Starcraft II or the pure destructive awesomeness of first person shooters such as Doom, Halo and Gears of War are encouraged to check out the Space Marines. It’s not for everyone, but it might be just what you are looking for. Best of luck in choosing your next read, and if you don’t pick the Saga of the Space Marines today please consider us next time because reading great stories is time well spent. See you in the comment section everybody!
8 104Alpha Malik (Published)✔️
*BOOK FIVE* (Can be read as standalone)*Completed*"Two girls from each Pack have been selected to represent themselves and their morals, to determine who is best suited for Alpha Malik...."***After being kidnapped and abused by an unruly rogue organisation, Aria is forced enter a competition with a man who has given up all hopes of finding his mate.Alpha Malik is known as the Alpha of Love, and now Aria must compete against girls from every Pack, for his attention.To save her own life, and his too, she must complete a mission that will force her into the Alpha's arms.However, a twist in the game changes everything.And the Alpha himself will realises that maybe his mate was never as far as he thought...•••Fifth book in the Alpha Series (You can read as standalone.)Mature content. Wattpad Futures participant, therefore you will see ads. Early Access on Radish.
8 336Forbidden Love || Anakin x Reader
Y/n Amidala was only known as Padme's little sister until she met Anakin Skywalker. Her whole life was changed upside as she found herself in love with Jedi. This isn't a regular love story, no. Y/n Amidala had so much power in the force; she became one herself. Their love was forbidden amongst the Jedi Order. Throughout the story, both lovers go through the most challenging levels of their love. Defeated by the dark side one will go through, but who? ✧・゚: *✧・゚:* *:・゚✧*:・゚✧"Have faith my love." Anakin says. he placed his hand on my cheek and caressed it. Panic filled the city, in the far distance was the temple burning into flames. I sensed fear and hatred in him. I trusted him. I knew him. I know what his intentions are.. or so I thought.----DISCLAIMER: I do not own of any Lucas Film Disney or anything related to Star Wars. I do now own any of the iconic characters except for my own characters that I have created. ---
8 918Not really a slave - Sesshomaru love story
What would you do if you crash landed in an Airbus A 380 in the feudal era? That's what happened to Natsu! Read on to find out her adventures and her special love with the great Lord of the West!!! ;)~~~~~~~~~~Inuyasha and all its franchise (C) Rumiko TakahashiOC and creative plot (C) Midnight_Lilac
8 151