6 Part Five

Elena

And there I was, trying to cover myself with whatever because the cold of the night was too much for my fragile body.

In this group of slaves, I was the one rejected, Isabel wasted no time and started spreading obscenities about me so obviously they were going to reject me.

The sound of the waves hitting the boat is somewhat relaxing for me and honestly with that sound I try to sleep but the bustle of the Vikings interrupts my attempt and to be realistic who could sleep? When you know that you will be sold as a slave in a place you do not know.

Strangely I miss Frank, he mistreated me but at least I had food and a good bed apart from that I defended myself with anyone who tried to insult me or at least when I heard them insult me, but ... not here ... Frank is no longer my protector nor my abuser, now I'm alone.

After that occasion in 1088, something told me that I was going to end up worse than my father, at first I thought it would be spending my life with Frank ... How wrong I was.

I want to try to have a little hope of knowing that my mother is alive and that she is trying to rescue me along with Alejandro but as the ship progresses I realize that they would be better off without me.

I try to close my eyes for the thousandth time but the steps of a person force me to open them again, I see my surroundings but nothing out of the ordinary.

-Could you let us sleep? Damn blasphemous-. Isabel says claiming me.

I do not say anything to the comment because it is literally one against fifteen prisoners. I only limit myself to staring at her but another noise diverts my gaze to the fence that limits my freedom.

There was the Viking who carried me to this place, staring at me, again I don't know how to react ... but he smiles at me in a flirtatious way but I finally took the initiative and made a face at him and then covered myself with a dirty cloth.

I hear how he laughs and walks a couple of steps, I take off the cloth that covered my face to see if he has already withdrawn, great was my surprise when he is so close to the fence, leaning over and leaving something on the ground.

-I know you're hungry (leave me some fruit) enjoy it-. Now if he retires.

He smiled at the friendly gesture that Viking had and took one of the fruits.

-Oh this is incredible! He gave you food ... you should be dead, not Frank or John-. I look at her badly and throw the apple I was holding in her hands.

-Eat everything if you want anyway. You took my appetite, good night-. I roll over and can finally sleep.

The next morning, I wake up feeling like being watched so I straighten up and see one of the prisoners looking at me with hatred.

-So Yelena, apparently a Viking is interested in you-. I listen to her attentively while I see how the others begin to wake up from the dream. - And she is not just anyone, she is nothing more and nothing less than the leader of all this-. I don't know what to say or do.

-And you try to fail your religion. Isabel adds.

-I don't know what crazy couple are talking about-. I look at them with contempt.

-Oh please, your whole family is cursed because of you and your strange eyes-. Says the other prisoner.

-And give him the same (I say more for me), don't you get tired of repeating the same thing? Besides, you don't even know my family and that means you don't care. I aim at the other prisoner.

-And do you dare talk to us like that? -. They take out a sharp metal.

-Where ... where did they get that from? -. I say fearful.

-Lesson of the day, never leave a metal plate at our mercy-. Isabel laughs cynically.

The other prisoner rips a bit of my dress and then drives the piece of metal into my leg.

-Don't do it, it hurts a lot! -. Cry of pain

-Witches are tortured-. The two people say that they are torturing me.

-Kill her! -. Yell the others.

They keep pushing the metal further up my leg.

-Enough please! -. I cry trying to kick them, but two other ladies have grabbed my arms and head.

They all laugh as I cry until ...

-What's going on here?!-. I hear the voice of the supposed Viking leader, he looks at them with fury, he takes the arm of the prisoner who had the metal in her hand ...