The Monster's Rose

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Rose POV

"Eat." Something was thrown in my lap. My eyes are tired and my whole body is sore. I never went through such pain in my life. My parents never hurt us and this is very new to me. I miss my family, it's been fourteen nights that we are travelling. I don't have any idea where they are taking me.

They give me round bun twice a day, it's not sufficient for me as I used to eat thrice a day which consists of healthy food. My mom made sure that we ate stomach fully but now I hardly fill my stomach. I lost my whole weight, I can feel my ribs against my skinny fingers.

My gaze shifted to the person standing in front of me, he was glaring at me. My skinny dirty fingers wrapped around the bun in my lap; as I unwrapped the thing the person left me alone. There were twenty to twenty-five of them.

I know my parents are searching for me, I know my siblings are awake in search of me because I feel them. The weird creatures who are with me are rushing to reach. I don't wanna angry them. If I angry them I end up having some serious injuries on my body. It's very hard for me to move my body. This pain is killing me if I'm being honest.

I want my dad to find me as soon as possible if this thing continues I don't think I would be alive. Never in my life, I dreamed or imagined that I would be facing this. Everyone here hates me, they want to end my family. I want to know why they want to kill my whole family and why they want to end werewolves.

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"Wake up." I heard a grumpy voice which made me open my eyes. The whole place is dark because it's night. I couldn't see a thing in this darkness. The cold air hit my body making me shiver, it's raining heavily and my thin clothes aren't helping.

My teeth started chattering, I blinked my eyes to see men... Men standing like robots. They look deadly as they stood there with weapons in their hands. Even it's raining heavily they stood there without any concern.

I wrapped my arms around my body as it started shaking. The carrier stopped in front of a huge gate, my eyes widen in fear as I saw people in groups as the carrier moved inside. The person whom I saw before got down off his horse and started walking towards the path into a huge castle.

There is a good distance between him and the carrier which made me observe the castle before us, I'm scared as the scary people glaring at me.

"Come out." one of them growled. I stepped out barefoot, I kept my gaze on the ground as the angry raindrops hit my body. They started walking along with me in the middle. I just followed their footsteps not knowing where they are taking us.

It is very dark in here, with dim lights in the corners. My clothes are drenched, finally, they stopped at a corner. I heard the sound of the door opening. Before I could see what's happening, they pushed me inside harshly. 

I lost my footing and fell to the ground, the hard floor hit my hands and head. I winced in pain, they closed the door. I heard the sounds of keys jiggling.

I looked at my surroundings to see I'm in a dungeon again. Tears started rolling down as I felt scared. There is a dim lamp at the corner and a thin blanket. I squeezed my clothes which are drenched in water.

It doesn't smell here like the one I stayed in before, I just want to see my parents and my family. I have never been away from them and this is horrible. It hurts... My whole body hurts and also the pain in my heart is heavy.

It's been three days that I kept locked in here, I stopped thinking about getting out because it's useless. I don't even have an idea of where I'm.

I leaned against the cold wall as I closed my eyes. I snapped open my eyes when I heard the commotion outside. Two of them entered, "Stand up!"

They took me to another side by turning many corners. There is a group of them standing. There are two ladies and four men. They communicated in their language while I stood still. The man I saw before is also present.

"You will be working here if you want food." the man stated with a serious tone, I'm not habituated of them speaking English. It's very foreign, their dressing is very old fashioned.

The women who are looking at me are dressed so differently. The men left the room leaving me with the two women who have neutral expressions on their faces.

"Clean this floor, wash the dishes and wash the clothes." Then I observed the room, it's a kitchen which is different. My eyes widen seeing their cooking area. There are four huge mud kind structures, dry sticks are inserted in the mud hole which is burning. A huge vessel is placed on the mud structure. I heard of these kinds of stoves by my mumma.

She said previously they used to make mud structures and use them as stoves. One of them is thin while the other one is chubby. I'm a little bit afraid to speak a word to them. I'm not in the right condition.

"Do you have any listening problem lady? Didn't you hear what I said?" the chubby lady said sternly.

"I—am sorry, I—don't kn–ow where utensils are." I shuttered.

"Briella calm down, show her the way." the other lady tells as the chubby lady whose name is Briella started taking steps. The other lady was gazing at my clothes and blood-stained fingers.

"Clean your hands before you wash the utensils."

"Yes." I nodded my head at her. My wounds healed but not totally. Thankfully my fingers don't have cuts except for the scratches I got when they brought me here.

"Take this." She handed me a wooden bowl in which tamarind is there.

"Tamarind?" my voice is low. She gave an irritated look.

"How you are going to wash the utensils lady? With tamarind you will wash them, didn't you know about that?" her voice is hoarse and they use tamarind as the washing liquid. The used utensils are laying on the ground. I didn't see any of these utensils before.

The lady left me with me wondering about water. Then my eyes met the bamboo stick construction. A string of water is passing through the sticks and filling a rock kind of construction which is a small tank I guess. I'm shocked at how ancient they are. I started washing the wooden plate with tamarind.

I hissed in pain as my hand's sting. With difficulty, I washed all the dishes as the chubby lady returned."Took you long to finish." I didn't reply to her knowing she clearly doesn't like me.

"Can you wash the clothes with those hands?" I heard another voice. The thin lady from before stood beside the chubby one. I don't want to wash clothes because I never washed clothes in my entire life. I used to wash my panties whenever I got my period.

I stayed calm because I'm scared of what they would be saying."You are not in the position to wash clothes, I will show you your place of sleep." The thin lady said.

"Briella take care of the used clothes. I will take care of her."

"But madame Lord Hames ordered her to wash the clothes." The thin lady narrowed her eyes at the chubby lady which made the chubby lady lower head.

"I apologize madame." The lady gestured me to follow her. I slowly followed her as my legs hurt while walking.

"Did they gave you food?"

"They gave me a few hours ago," I answered her because I'm hungry. We took turns and rounds then finally she stopped. She pushed open the door.

"This will be your sleeping area from now on, servants and workers will sleeping in other rooms. Do not try something which make you fool. They wouldn't wait to kill you if you do something."I nodded my head as she left me alone, I'm treated as a servant now.

I wandered into the tiny room to see it is clean with folded sheets at the corner while the corner stood a lamp with a water pot. I unfolded the sheets and laid them on the cold floor. The good thing is the sheet is thick like a mattress. 

There is a blanket with a pillow which I thanked the heavens. I was about to lay down when the door opened and another lady walked in with a bowl.

"Madame Darya sent me here to give you this." The lady said putting down the bowl and fruits.

"Thank you." The lady left the room immediately. I put down the lid of the bowl and instantly my nose hit with the spices and heat. Tears rolled down looking at the warm soup. It's been a long time that I ate something warm. I quickly prayed to the power above us for giving me food.

I cried...I cried hard drinking the warm liquid which tasted heaven. I remember my parents saying only a hungry stomach knows the value of food and he worship when their stomach is filled. We never disrespected food, we valued it.

We know the value of food. I ate the small portion of fruits placed on the plate happily before placing the utensils in the corner. There was water in the mud pot and a mud glass is placed beside it. I drank the water which is cool. My stomach filled with good food which I'm thankful of. Madame Darya is a good lady.