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The Bess

By Rondabunny

Adventure / Drama

Chapter 1

The Bess

Cara, head of the Mord’Sith, stood in a dungeon of Janderlain and looked at little girls, who pressed themselves one to another scared to death. All of them were crying and begging to let them go to their parents except one 10 year old, who was sitting crawled into a ball but glowered at the Mord’Sith without fear. There was something horrible in her appearance. She wasn’t ugly, no, she wasn’t ugly at all. Her beauty streamed from slim form and covered her like a cocoon. She had long white hair. She wasn’t blond. Her curly hair was really white like snow. She had whitish brows under which dark blue eyes with long black eyelashes stared at you as if they could see through you. The girl had plump lips just like Cara’s and a turned-up nose. Her skin was so white that you could see thin veins running under it. Cara looked at her closely. Something was strange with those azure eyes. She had never seen such eyes before because there were no men or women in the world with eyes dark and at the same time bright as sky in spring. It seemed, as if they changed their color from the light blue to the darkest Prussian blue. Little Snow White clenched her hands together and hugged her knees when Cara approached.

“What’s your name?” she demanded. Mord’Siths never asked, they ordered.

“Aisha.” Girl mumbled.

“Pronounce clearly!” Cara grabbed little girl by the shoulder and made her fly up to her feet.

“Aisha Jones.” She said but didn’t lift up her voice.

“She’s a daughter of a tavern owner.” Triana told her sister of the agiel.

“I think I’ll start your education right now.” Cara said pulling girl to the exit.

“Great! I’ve never been at school before.” The child said eager to start. Cara smiled evilly.

She pushed child into a torture room. The girl fell on the floor.

“Do you know who I am?” Cara asked the kid, who stood up and rubbed her bruised knee.

“Don’t know but you told that you want to educate me. I consider you’re my teacher. You have to be a little bit gentler if you want me to learn anything, because I can’t concentrate when you pushing and pulling me.” Now all the Mord’Siths in the room smirked. Cara stopped her speech by a hard slap across child’s face. Aisha landed on the floor. She covered her burning cheek with her palm with long slender fingers but didn’t shed a tear.

“Can you tell me at least what to do before you slap me again. You’ll be disappointed but I’m quick on the draw,” said Aisha standing up.

“Shut up!” Cara retorted. “You are among the Mord’Sith and you’ll become one after the education.” She slapped her harder.


Three days of torture passed. Aisha was an understanding child. She quickly got the idea of pleasing her mistress. Telling the truth she understood the idea shortly after two hours of torture. She told Cara that she would do anything her mistress asked but when she tried to escape that very night Cara decided not to believe that girl with azure eyes. Day after day she beat the kid with her agiel but she didn’t cry like other children. She just hissed to each touch of the agiel. The cell where they kept her was damp and dark. Rats moved to and fro. They bit her skinny toes, fingers and ears. She refused to eat twice in a row and they haven’t already given her any food for two days. She drank only water.

“How’s our mermaid?” Cara asked a Mord’Sith who was in charge of new students. She gave the girl a nickname, because she thought it suited her better. That girl just hadn’t a tail to become a mermaid. “Hasn’t she begged for mercy yet?”

“No, I think she’ll die.” Alina answered.

“What a pity!” exclaimed Cara her face expressing nothing. “She could have become the strongest Mord’Sith.”

Aisha sat on the floor of her cell and watched a rat sniffing the air next to her bare feet ready to bite. Her eyes got accustomed to the dark, so, she clearly saw her torturer. She grabbed a fat rat with both her hands and broke its neck. She was tired, hungry and her whole body was in pain. She was sitting there in the dark for an hour or so. Her head was light. She thought as if she was buried alive. The girl was going insane. Her hands worked mechanically. They were already covered in rat’s blood. Child grabbed rats, which came too close and broke their spine. Rats died with a soft peep and hands put them down in a heap near her. Aisha didn’t notice tears running down her cheeks when the door opened and Cara with the torch entered the cell.

“Wow, I thought they have already had you for breakfast.” She looked at dead rats. “Impressive.”

“May I have something to eat.” The girl pleaded.

“May I have something to eat, Mistress Cara.” The Mord’Sith corrected her prey.

“May I have something to eat, Mistress Cara.” Aisha repeated obediently.

“You already have.” Cara pointed at dead rats lying on the floor.

Dark blue stare glided Cara’s face and fell down on the heap of rats. The child gulped. She hid her face in her small hands and started to sob uncontrollably. Mord’Sith celebrated her victory. Aisha didn’t fulfill Cara’s suggestion but she cried. For the girls like Aisha tears were signs of weakness and defeat. She was defeated.

“Stand up!”

The girl obeyed. She stood on her shaking legs and tried to wipe away tears with her palms, instead she spread rat’s blood all over her pale face. The child silently followed her torturer. Tears fell on the floor all the way to the torture room. She looked quietly at the Mord’Siths when they chained her. Aisha let the tears stream down her face but she didn’t say a word.

“You know, you can stop this.” Cara said touching child’s face with her gloved hand.

“How?” asked the poor girl. She was already lifted up in the air by the chains on her wrists.

“How, Mistress Cara!” the Mord’Sith slapped her hard. Blood ran from Aisha’s bruised lips.

“How, Mistress Cara?” she mumbled nearly losing her consciousness.

“You’ll follow my orders. You’ll obey anything I say even if I tell you to jump from a cliff. You have to call me Mistress Cara. Now your life is in my hands.” She whispered in child’s ear.

Aisha stopped crying. She looked in the teacher’s eyes and her dark blue oceans sparkled.

“Beat me to death.” She told Cara quietly. Her body began shaking with pain of the agiel. A few minutes later she was free from hell. Aisha looked at her body hanging down from chains like a small worthless sack. Her soul laughed at the Mord’Sith until her body inhaled air. She opened her eyes to see Cara’s face. Fear spread all over the poor girl. She screamed with pain and horrible fear.

“What do you want to say now?” Cara asked coldly.

“Command me, Mistress Cara,” sobbed the Mermaid.


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