Commanding Officer I

"You…what kind of life have you been living?" The woman asked as she was surprised by her answer. Since then, the woman thought Emelia isn't a normal person or a person she should mess around with. "It's none of your business," Answered Emelia.

"Boring," The woman said as she retreated back to her own corner.

Now that you think about it, the woman never gave her name. It did bother Emelia, but it's not like she cared about it either.

The next day arrived as she was awakened forcefully. She was splashed with cold water, not to mention it felt like someone slapped her face.

Emelia slowly opens her eyes, and the first thing she sees were two soldiers looking down at her, holding a bucket in their hand. This might be a reason why the prison was always wet.

Asides from that, Emelia was confused. She was confused about the fact she had fallen asleep. She told herself not to but ended up doing so. She looked at her palms then asked herself if she was that tired.

"Get out," Said one of the soldiers while the other was tapping his foot onto the ground. Emelia followed his orders, but as she looked to where the woman was, she was not there.

But since when? Even if Emelia had fallen asleep, she was a light sleeper. One sound can immediately wake her up, and for sure, the soldiers wouldn't be kind enough to let her sleep in peace.

Emelia stared at the soldier who asked her to get out of the prison. She wanted to ask a question, but if she asked first, the soldier might hit her. Emelia intensely stared at the soldier, making him give up, then asked, "What do you need?"

"Where is the woman who shared the same cell as I was?" Emelia asked, but the two soldiers looked at each other in confusion. "Who? You were the only one in that prison. Are you starting to become delusional?" Laughed the soldier who pushed Emelia, telling her to walk faster.

Emelia didn't know what was happening, but she hated the fact the soldier was pushing her to walk faster. It's not like she could walk any faster with the chains restricting her movements. But the woman was there the other day. It couldn't be a dream, can it?

Anyway, what she should be concerned about is where she was going. They were still inside the hallway of the prison, and to think that there were other more girls like her, made her feel sick. The woman's story was more of a defense than murder. It's deplorable.

Emelia kept walking and walking until she sees a bit of sunray in front of her. There were a gate and two other soldiers standing on each side. They looked at Emelia with a cold look. While with the soldier's command, one of the two opened the gate for them.

It was just a day as the sun was out. Since she has been staying behind bars, however, the sun was a nostalgic feeling. The skies were beautiful as usual. As she wanted to enjoy more, she couldn't as the soldier pushed her to walk faster. Emelia wanted to punch the soldier's face, but nothing good will come out of it. Except for the face, he gets a black eye.

"Sit here," The soldier commanded. Emelia followed the command and sat on the ground. It was an open filled with weeds all over the ground. Just seeing the weeds on the ground, Emelia knew what she was going to do, pull the weeds out.

"The others will come. Sit and patiently wait."

The others will come. The others meaning other female prisoners? Or will there be male prisoners? Since most of the people in prison she saw were female. Emelia waited a few more minutes, then she hears chains dragging onto the ground. Then the gate opened and entered other female prisoners.

They all looked haggard as if they had not taken a bath since who knows how long. Not only that but some of the girl's clothes had holes or were ripped. Even if they are prisoners, at least let them take a bath or have a new set of clothes.

Emelia was looking down the ground, but with her peripheral view, she could see their movements. One by one, they lined up in a horizontal line and waited a bit longer until she sees a soldier. No, he's not a soldier but probably the commanding officer of this prison.

He entered the open field while frowning, furrowing his brows, staring down at the female prisoners one by one. As if they were all his products.

The only time he took a pause was when he saw the platinum blonde girl who interested him. His lips slightly raised as he glances at Emelia, but as Emelia looked at the commanding officer, he was given not just any ordinary glared but a death glare.

How rude this woman is, the commanding officer though, but all the more, his interest in her grew. What can Emelia do when she was a true beauty? She can't do anything about that but to bear with the stares of the perverted man.

"What is her name?" The commanding officer asked the soldier, who Emelia assumed to be the assistant commanding officer. "Her name is Emelia Beaumont and…" The assistant commanding officer paused and whispered into his ears, which Emelia couldn't hear at all. But she assumed that the associate commanding officer was telling him about her background.

"Interesting, why don't you come to my room tonight?" The commanding officer asked. While all Emelia felt was disgust towards him. Women aren't meant to be toys for men. This officer clearly doesn't know about that. His brain is not full of knowledge but foolishness.

"I'm sorry, but. I don't think you'll want to touch me."