Chapter 4 - The Glowing Crescent
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nIf not for the fear that overwhelmed her, Sylvia would have felt utterly humiliated.
nShe knew and understood that she was a mere slave now and a slave was most often used for sex, but she was not yet mentally prepared for it.
nHow could someone ever prepare themselves for something like this?
nThe man, however, seemed as if he couldn't care less about what she felt. He was far too engrossed in his own thoughts.
nSylvia bit her lips shamefully as he took another glance at her most intimate private part and then sighed in displeasure.
nIt almost looked like he was searching for something, but then again he could just be another garden variety pervert eying a woman's body from various angles.
nBefore Sylvia could muster some courage to open her mouth, the man leaned back and threw the sword in his hand onto the bed.
nHe then hurriedly rummaged inside a leather pouch tied to his waist and soon took out a pearl-like gem from within.
nAs soon as he brought the pearl near her, Sylvia could weirdly feel her whole body tingle.
nShe was extremely confused and curious.
nBut she didn't really have any mental space to think about that right now.
nShe clutched her shoulders tightly with her arms, not to cover her body since it was impossible to do so, but rather to comfort herself even if it was just a little bit.
nThe man's eyes finally noticed her expression and a cold chuckled escaped his lips.
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"This will be over soon.
" He said.
nHe brought the pearl close to her and again started ravaging her body with his eyes.
nLuckily for Sylvia, this time it was not that embarrassing and it didn't last long.
nHowever, unluckily for her, his eyes landed in the center of her chest.
nHis hand then followed his eyes as he raised his index finger and circled a spot on her chest.
nSylvia's eyes curiously followed his actions and a loud gasp escaped her lips.
nOn her chest, where the man was circling his finger, there was a small glowing mark.
nYes, glowing.
nWhy the hell was it glowing? What did he do to me?
nSylvia took a step back, her eyes and face painted with shock and disbelief.
nThere was a small crescent-shaped mark on the center of her chest brightly glowing.
nShe looked at the mark and then looked at the cold and cruel man, who now weirdly looked content and satisfied as if he had gotten his money's worth.
nHe also didn't hover around any longer and walked away, tossing a piece of silk cloth lying on the bed towards her.
nThe man then shut the door loudly and left the chamber, leaving behind a completely naked and flabbergasted Sylvia.
nJust what the hell was happening? She wondered, her lips parted and her breathing ragged.
nSylvia crouched down in a corner of the chamber and hugged her knees, still shivering from the aftermath of what just happened.
nShe clutched the thin silk bed sheet, now wrapped around her body as if her life depended on it.
nIt took a while for Sylvia to calm down.
nIn all honesty, she expected a completely different series of events. She thought that the man was going to devour her wholly right then and there.
nAnd she didn't know if what transpired just now was better or worse than that.
nShe took a few more deep breaths and calmed herself down, when suddenly the door creaked open again, making all her efforts vain.
nSylvia instantly panicked and moved closer to the corner, cramming her frail body against the wall, seeking its non-existent support and protection.
nAt the same time, her head tilted slightly and she couldn't help but nervously peek through her silver locks to see who had entered.
nA middle-aged woman dressed in a prim and proper maid uniform stood at the door.
nThe woman was gazing at her, her face filled with a mix of pity and intrigue.
nOn her hand was a platter of what looked and smelled like food.
nSylvia slightly relaxed, her eyes still holding a fair bit of anxiety.
nHer stomach, however, unequivocally groaned and grumbled in hunger.
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"Would you like to eat something dear?
" The middle-aged woman finally opened her mouth and spoke.
nClearly, she had also heard the embarrassing cry of help from her stomach.
nSylvia hesitantly nodded.
nShe didn't know what exactly was awaiting her in the near future, but right now, a plate of warm food sounded good to her ears.
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"Get up dear. Come here and sit comfortably while you eat.
" The maid waved her hand and called her over.
nSylvia again obediently nodded her head and stood up, tightly clutching the blanket and inched closer to the maid.
nApart from the bed, there was also a table and chair in the room.
nThe food platter was placed on the table, so Sylvia sat down on the chair.
nShe adjusted her bed sheet to make sure that nothing was exposed, but overall she still looked very uncomfortable.
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"There you go. Eat some food. You will feel better.
" The maid encouraged her.
nShe opened up the lid covering the platter and it revealed a generous portion of meat, potatoes, and a cup of broth.
nThe warmth and the smell of the fresh food comforted her greatly and Sylvia immediately dug in.
nSlowly and hesitantly at first, but soon she gulped down everything present on the plate.
nThe maid, who was patiently waiting for her, standing on the side promptly took the empty platter away.
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"If you are still hungry, I can bring you some more?
" She asked gently.
nSylvia hurriedly nodded. She hadn't eaten anything for what felt like ages and she was terribly hungry.
nThe maid chuckled at her childlike expressions.
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"Okay dear, sit tight. Let me bring you some more. I will also bring you some change of clothing?
" She smiled and nodded.
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"Thank you for your kindness, Lady…?
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"Oh! Ha ha. I am not a Lady. Please call me Jane, dear. I am just a maid here.
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nA small smile surfaced on Sylvia's beautiful face and she politely nodded.
nShe saw that Jane was about to leave and quickly stopped her, by tugging on her dress.
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"Ummm… Ummm… Jane. May I ask who is the master of this household?
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"Household?
" The maid exclaimed in surprise.
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"No, dear. You are currently in the private castle of Prince Mikel.
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