Chapter 5

She didn't know what to say or think. She just stared at this stranger who dropped this bombshell of information on her. It was too much. He was wrong. They had the wrong person! It couldn't be her. She stood to leave her room and the world spun. She realized she had been holding her breath too long and she tried to tell her lungs to breathe, but the world turned black and she fainted.

Syrah awoke to her name being screamed. As she came back to reality, she realized the screaming was inside her head. Anthony and Elias were both speaking to her and Elias had the most concerned look on his face as she opened her eyes. She watched the look morph to relief when he realized she was awake. She looked around and realized Anthony was in the room with them as well. They both began apologizing profusely until she held up her hands, "stop! Seriously just stop talking or whatever you're doing. I need a moment to process everything you've told me." She went to sit up and then realized she was between them on the bed and her cheeks flushed.

"Sorry, Syrah. You were falling and there's not a lot of room in here. I caught you and laid you on the bed. Then Anthony came in and we were checking you for signs of life when you woke up," Elias explained.

"It would be difficult to explain to the Queen that we found you and killed you with too much information," Anthony joked. Elias got up and moved to the chair but Anthony remained right next to her. He helped her sit up and left his arm around her. He winked and said it was in case she tried to faint again. They then launched into their tale with her tucked tightly under Anthony's arm and her brother she didn't know she had sitting across from her. She didn't hear a thing they said because she was so tired and warm with Anthony next to her. She stopped them with a yawn before they got too far. "I'm sorry. I've had a very long day and am just too exhausted to be able to stay awake for your story. Please forgive me. I do really want to know what you have to say, I just can't do it tonight."

They men shook their heads. "No, we are sorry," Anthony said," we should have known better. We were just so excited to have found you and know you're safe. Sort of. I promised you that you wouldn't be alone and I will keep that promise."

She nodded as she felt herself drifting off to sleep. In her sleep fog she thought she heard Anthony tell Elias to stay in his room for tonight and blend in. He would stay with her and they would switch tomorrow. She fell asleep in Anthony's arms feeling safer than she ever had before.

She woke to a knock. It startled her because she had forgotten where she was. She had had wonderful dreams of beautiful castles, shiny knights, and dragons that soared through the skies. She remembered she was in her room and it was time to get up and start her chores. It was Monday and her second busiest day of the week. She went to roll over but realized someone was in bed with her. It wasn't all part of her dream! She turned to her other side and met his bright green eyes in the dim light of predawn. He smiled and she timidly smiled back.

"Good morning, beautiful princess. I hope you slept well," Anthony said in her mind. She nodded and smiled more boldly. She told him in whispers that she had to get started on chores. He reminded her that she wouldn't be alone today and that Elias would trade off with him sometime this morning. She nodded again to show she understood. He turned away so she could change, which she did at lightning speed. He got up and pulled her to him in an embrace that made her soul tingle with anticipation. When he released her, she felt dazed and happy. He sat in her chair and told her to go about her day as normal and to pretend like she didn't know him or Elias when she saw them. She nodded again and smiled at him before she left the room. She went about her day in a haze of happiness. She set the table and prepared to serve the Kellers breakfast when they got up. She tended to a few other things once breakfast was ready and when she heard the first sounds on the stairs, she ran to her corner in the dining room as always. She heard the twins run down the stairs and Mrs. Keller reprimand their behavior, but Anthony was the first to the dining room. She met his gaze once and he winked before he sat down. She returned her gaze to the floor as Mr. Keller walked in. He clapped his hand on his son's shoulder as he walked by to take his place at the head of the table. Aurora came in next and sat next to her brother, both on their father's right side. Finally, Mrs. Keller came in ushering the twins along. The boys kicked her as they walked by as their father beamed widely at them. Once everyone was settled. Syrah poured orange juice in everyone's glasses and left to tell the cook to bring in the food. When she returned she noticed Elias standing behind Anthony and Anthony explaining that Elias was his man-servant sent from the castle to assist him during his stay. The Kellers were not pleased, but Anthony insisted he stay because he knew him well as they had been together for years. They finally relented.

"Syrah," Mr. Keller said, "after our meal, show this servant around so he can aid our son, but do not speak to him." She nodded and kept her eyes on the floor. Elias came and stood beside her. As the meal concluded, Anthony told Syrah that he wanted Elias to be shown where his room was and where Elias would be staying with him, the kitchen, the laundry, the day room, living room, and hearth room. She nodded but never said anything or raised her eyes from the floor. She cleared the dishes from the table, with Elias's help and returned to the dining room to stand in her corner. As she resumed her post, Mr. Keller addressed her. "Syrah, come here." She did so without hesitation.

"Go get my whip."

She nodded and went to the hall cupboard quickly, returning to his side in record time. He laughed, "I'm glad you're so eager for your spanking from me. Now turn around and show me your ass." She turned around, cheeks blazing from embarrassment, and lifted her skirt. He stroked her and she internally cringed. He whipped her three times and stated that it was for the dust on the clock she missed yesterday. She didn't make a sound and remained bent over. She knew not to move until told to do so and knew if she cried, he would violate her with his fingers or something else handy. She had seen him do it to other servants. He dismissed his wife and three younger children, leaving him and Anthony alone with her and Elias. He clicked his tongue as he stroked her stinging backside again. "Good thing tomorrow is your birthday. I don't think I can hold myself back much longer." He then grabbed her threadbare underwear and ripped them from her body and threw them to the floor in pieces. "You are never to wear these again. I will punish you severely if you do. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master."

He caressed her now bare ass and slid his fingers over her womanhood. He groaned loudly this time, unable to hide his desire and she shuddered with revulsion. He felt her shudder and sneered. He reached for his pipe on the table and lit it, taking a few puffs. He stood up and leaned over her bent body from behind and whispered in her ear, "you will have no one but me violate you in your life. I will leave you tainted for all others. You are mine. Look forward to your birthday tomorrow so I can make you bleed with my cock as I take your womanhood from you."

She didn't react to his words so he reached down and stroked her again, careful not to penetrate her. When she shuddered he grinned an evil smile and pressed his hot pipe to her exposed vulva, burning her until she screamed. "That's where I will take you first," he whispered, "then I will make you suck your blood from my cock before I take your ass." He then slapped her ass and dismissed her. She adjusted her skirt back down and then picked her torn underwear off the floor to throw them out. She left to clean her wounds but returned quickly to stand in the corner as she always did. She was humiliated that Anthony and Elias witnessed that and she was terrified of what her birthday had in store for her. She could feel Anthony and Elias' anger as a palpable thing in the room. When her and Elias were dismissed for his tour they quietly walked out of the room. When they got to Anthony's room, Elias closed the door behind them and hugged her right. She cried into his shoulder for a long time. "I'm so sorry he did that to you," he said as he stroked her hair. She just continued to cry until there were no more tears left in her. She finally stood up as tall as she could, cleaned her face, and looked at Elias. She noticed he had brown eyes today and in response to her confused look he said, " we had to change our eye color so we didn't give ourselves away. There's a lot you don't yet know. More importantly, we need to get you out of here as quickly as possible." She nodded and the continued their tour. She also pointed out some escape tunnels she had found throughout the house that she was sure no one else knew about. As they passed the sitting room, Mrs. Keller called them in.

"Syrah, you are not allowed to be alone with my husband again. Is that clear?" Mrs. Keller was a very jealous woman and for the first time noticed that she had a cane stick in her hand- her preferred method of punishment. She tile Syrah to stand in front of her with her legs spread wide and to hold her skirts up. As soon as she saw that Syrah had no underwear on, she snapped the cane up between Syrah's legs and struck her six times. "If you tease my husband again, your punishment will be worse. Now leave me, slut. And keep your skirts held up so everyone can see what a whore you are, just like your mother. Don't get blood on anything." Syrah nodded and left the room with her skirt pulled up. She went back to her room, Elias close behind, and excused herself to clean up. She had replaced her underwear and put a feminine product in place for the bleeding. She then carefully went about her chores trying to ignore the pain.

Thankfully, the Kellers didn't do an organized lunch so she didn't have to see them again until dinner. She set the table and went back to her room to remove her underwear in case Mr. Keller checked. She stood in the corner of the room with her skirts held up exposing her red, swollen areas to everyone. Mrs. Keller was first to arrive and take her places. She glanced at Syrah to ensure her compliance and then sat down. Mr. Keller entered next and stared at her hungrily. Everyone else filed in and the twins slapped her swollen areas and kicked her shins before sitting down.

"Syrah," Mrs. Keller called, "come stand by me." Syrah did so immediately. "Argis, look at this poor girl. Trying desperately to get attention by showing everyone her pussy. Are you showing off for our Anthony, dear? Because he wouldn't want a whore's pussy." She grinned evilly as she touched Syrah. Mr. Keller watched on, reaching under the table to adjust himself. Mrs. Keller then stroked her roughly in her swollen area and told her to spread her legs. She then slid a finger into Syrah's mouth and then between her legs, splitting her lips apart and swirling on her clit. "Wet, just as I thought. Elias will serve our meal while Syrah remains by my side." Elias served the meal and Mr. Kellers' eyes never left her swollen pussy. Once the meal was over and Elias cleared the dishes, the children were dismissed to get ready for bed. Mr. and Mrs. Keller remained at the table with Anthony and Elias was in the corner.

"Anthony, dear. Have you found a woman you want to marry? We can't wait for grandchildren!"

"Yes, mother, I do have a woman in mind but she is not within my grasp at this time but I hope when she is ready, she will say yes."

Syrah's heart fell a little bit. She thought after last night that maybe there was something between her and Anthony.

"Wife, don't badger the boy. He needs to enjoy himself before he settles down." His eyes returned to Syrah and her exposed pussy. "Maybe you should give us some entertainment so we can both enjoy ourselves. Syrah is clearly willing to entertain us with you. You said she was wet. Is she tight?" He licked his lips hungrily as he began to stroke himself. Mrs. Keller looked at Syrah with disgust, but she again ran her finger between Syrah's pussy lips. "Still wet, husband. What would you like to know is tight? Her pussy or her ass?"

"Both, my beautiful wife. Both."

She instructed Syrah to turn around and bend over. Then she grabbed her pussyfoot lips where Mr. Keller had burned her earlier and spread them so everyone had a clear view of her holes. Syrah began to cry silently. As Mrs. Keller began swirling her finger over Syrah's sweet spot, Anthony pushed away from the table angrily toppling his chair. "What the fuck are you doing? I don't want to see this. It's disgusting!"

Mr. Keller, looking very disappointed, told Syrah to go bathe and go to bed since her birthday was tomorrow, he didn't want her smelling as bad as usual. She left the room with tears streaming down her cheeks. As she cut through the kitchen, the cook have her a poultice to ease her pain, a healthy serving of dinner, and a cloth for her bath. She looked at her with sadness and then gave her a hug. Syrah thanked her quietly and went to her room.

She stood and ate her meal, then returned her dishes to the kitchen. She got herself cleaned up and applied the poultice, saving some for the morning. She knew she would need it after Mr. Keller finished with her. She began silently crying as she made her way back to her room, careful to avoid everyone. She opened the door to her room and found Anthony sitting on her bed. He told her to close the door, using his mind tricks, and she complied. She was too devastated and embarrassed, broken, to not follow orders. She stared at the ground until he got up and embraced her. She cried quietly into his shoulder until he picked her up and sat her across his lap in the chair so her sore parts didn't have pressure on them. He just hugged her to him, "I'm so sorry I didn't find you sooner. I should have known you'd be here. We will get you out of here, I promise."

She allowed him to hold her for a long time, until her eyes were dry and her heart had slowed. She took a deep breath, "I hope this doesn't interfere with the woman you mentioned earlier. She's lucky to have you as a suitor. Now, please tell me the story. I'm ready to know about the past."

He looked into her eyes, blue fading to green and began. "Elias told you earlier that we have to hide and that's true. The bright green eyes is a symbol of magic. We have some parts of our power that come to us early, but we are not fully empowered with our magic until the time of our birth in our 17th birthday. People believe they can take our power if they get the time right. If they're connected to us in a forceful way at the time of our ascension, the power will flow through us to them. It's not true of course, but it doesn't stop people from believing it to be true. That's what my father hopes to do to you tomorrow. He wants to take your virginity and your magic. That's why you haven't been allowed out of the house though too. He didn't want anyone to steal you away from him. He's disgusting and I've seen him rape other women under the premise of stealing their magic. Mother usually kills them painful after the fact because she's jealous."

"I assure you, Anthony, I have no magic. I'm the child of a whore who was sold."

"Your mother was not a whore," Anthony said. Elias entered the room at this time. He had been tending to my chores I had been dismissed form for the night. "Our mother was not a whore," he corrected. Anthony stood with Syrah still in his arms and sat in the bed carefully. Elias closed the door behind him and sat in the chair. "Romulus and Kera are outside waiting for dark to fully set in," Elias told Anthony quietly. Anthony nodded and turned back to Syrah.

"Your mother is the queen. Queen Hyllah. The wife of the cruel King Hexton."