43 _ A Plan Gone Wrong.

"Who sent you?"She screamed at her abductor.

"Someone who does not approve of your marriage to Jianhuo." He answered coldly. "Do not worry, All of this will soon be over."

After a few hours of dragging , the sun had retired in the sky and had gone to rest. The moon shone through the sky , dodging large fleets of murky clouds. Suddenly , the figure stopped and threw her down. They were deep in the forest now and the enhancing calls of the night creatures of the night could be heard all around them.

The cloaked man reached inside of his cloak and pulled out a long blade. He held it high , the moonbeams reflecting off the top of the sword.

"Wait!" She shouted. 'Please do not do this. My Family is very wealthy... We have priceless jewels and powerful artifacts! My father shall give you whatever you desire.""

He lowered his head to face hers as he removed his hood , revealing his true face to her. He had almond eyes with deep soullessness.

In a voice dripping with concealed disgust , he whispered out to her.

"Do you want to live?"

The query was an eerie blend of viciousness and deep guttural tones. The figure continued , eager to know if the 'Princess' of the Yang family would take his bait. At least he would have some fun before he put an end to her life.

"If you do...Take off your robes."

She was horrified of what he was asking and moved back with a fearful expression in her face.

"That is what I thought ." He grinned. "If you will not give yourself to me willingly, I will just have to take it by force!"

The man pinned her to ground and She fought back wildly, determined not to let this beast defile her honor. She scratched at his face while he tried to get beneath her dress , to her thighs , his blade still in hand. With her jerky movements, the blade moved in the wrong direction and slashed across her chest. She screamed weakly. The pain was unimaginable , like a white hot burn which she wished to end.

She pulled away from him , taking up his sword and stabbed him with it. The man groaned but it was not a deep wound , grazing him slightly above the shoulder.

She picked herself up and moved quickly , her divine robes , now scattered and rugged at the edges as she moved haggardly.

Gazing up at the cloud in retrospection, tears welled up in her eyes. She was not some peasant girl. She was Mizuki Yang for heaven's Sake , daughter of the rich merchant Su Yang of the Yang Clan!

Thousands attended her and millions of girls bit their lips in envy wishing to even be as beautiful, graceful and lovely as her.

Exhausted from her escape , Mizuki collapsed to the ground unable to move anymore. Tired of it all.

"Take me now death." She whispered before shutting her eyes.

Eerie sounds and movements were made all around her by the fearful night creatures who lurked in the night. The howled , screeched for her blood. The lingering scent called to them to feast on her flesh.

Soon she was confined in the midst of five ferocious Wolves. Their black coats, sharp claws and enhancing fangs were even more horrifying in the glint of the night moon. They howled in unison, as if beckoning others to join them ready to devour Mizuki .

Hooves beat down against the muddy ground as a dark horse rode with great effort and speed towards the moon light. The wolves departed hastily, fleeing in their numbers, for the fear of the incoming. The rider had a tall , magnificent appearance as he impelled the mighty stallion onward to get to their destined arrival.

The steed loudly, it rang deep into the night,to alert it's master of some blockage across the path. The man drew on the reins of his horse , bringing it to a complete stop before the pale white sheet on the floor dirtied by the mud, illuminated by the dark surroundings.

On closer inspection, the man noticed that it was the body of a girl and up in closer looks was mortally injured. He felt for her heartbeat and found one , faint but still there.

Placing his hand underneath her head and cushioning her legs , he carried her from the ground and she groaned raspily. A pouch fell down from her inner garments and outspilled on the ground of mud , leaves and dried twigs , were various jewels, gold , Jade , Silver , Diamond , Bloodstones.

"A thief?" He said , his lips curved into a slight smile. "I will make sure to deal with you accordingly for daring to steal from me."

The man mounted her in his steed and then dug his heels into the sides of his majestic stallion.

"Hyah!!!"

The horse gave a sudden jolt forward and continued it's drifting ride into the dark nightfall.

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Mizuki groaned and stirred as she felt her back hit the cold damp floor of a musty cell . It was dark and dirty. She looked down at her marred and scared hands and could not help but grimace. Her second line of thought was to her chest. Mizuki glanced at her robes, and was surprised to see she was now dressed in a plain white gown but slowly lowered the fabric.

The deep cut was no longer there , only a thin line that ran horizontally across her chest. Her attention was held by some groaning sounds that encircled her and she curled up against herSelf leaning to the wall for protection.

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"Who's there?" She shouted frightened. She tried to peer into the darkness and made out the distinct outline of gloomy figures.

There were two girls with petite feature and sombre looks. They huddled around each other together like packs of sardines, moaning and lamenting their fate. Their faces were bruised, scratches here and there formed on their face. The girls were so thin and fragile , they looked like they could break in two with the single softest touch.

The dark cell did nothing to offer her comfort. She was trapped in a cage and there was no proposal for an escape. A hand reached out and held hers. She jerked back and stood up, holding up her tattered robes stained by the muddy floor. The shape revealed herself. It was one of the captives, a girl with a pale face and rosy cheeks that had lost their colour. She had small velvet eyes and her faded white under garments complimented her even paler complexion. Her eyes were hollow, devoid of anything soulful and her voice never rose above a whisper. She edged closer to Mizuki and caught hold of her wrists.

"My name is Ai Feng and I apologize for startling you." She looked around before continuing. "You must keep your voice down. He does not take kindly to noise that much."

"Who is he?!" Mizuki asked still confused. "Who are they? What are you all doing here locked up."

"We are all slaves to him, our Master. With his Divine Cultivating Prowess , he has full control of our bodies and we shall do all we can to please him." The girl replied.

"Who are you talking about?"

Ai Feng smiled at her simple naivety. Soon it will be her turn to give her body to him. "I am speaking of Our Lord and Master , The Devil King.'