CHAPTER 140
Chosen By The Moon
Dylan POV Why, why does the king insist on consistently abusing me? I havenât done anything wrong at all, and yet here I was once again cowering in front of him.
âA lashing is a mild punishment for what you have done.â I was getting really scared now, both my body and my mind couldnât take any more pain. I couldnât take a las I had to think, and I had to think fast. I couldnât actually tell them who helped me smuggle things in, theyâd be put to death in a heartbeat, but I also could Eventually I watched as the king lost his patience with me, he raised his arm up with the whip tightly in his grasp with every intention of swinging it down this to me again.
*MY MOM!â I blurted it out fast and loudly as panic swept over me.
âYour mother?â Adrian looked to me finally and frowned while his father asked me the question. I just nodded my head rapidly. No one could harm my mo âItâs not⦠The phone⦠the phone was just used to replace the number of stock. My mom worked in the inventory sector you can check it. She⦠She ra she could just claim that they were a few short some weeks and stock pile up for those who needed in Was that believable? I was quite proud of myself âAnd who helped her?â I shook my head, now holding the bleeding cut with my other hand.
âI⦠I donât know⦠I just kept the phone hidden in case it was found. You were all much more likely to go easier on me due to my age.â Please, believe me, god I prayed, I pray silently to whatever higher power was listening to my cries. I couldnât live in so much fear anymore.
*Remove your top!â King Joshâs sentence stopped my breath as I looked at him and shook my head repeatedly while remaining on my knees in front of him. I had no intention of taking another lashing. âRemove it or I will do it for you!â His eyes flickered to black as he growled causing me to cower in on âYour grace, maybe we should wait to deal her punishment, she canât take another lashing, we all know that, and they hardly have the desired affect anyway because she still acts out.â Adrian spoke calmly but his body language screamed anything but calm. He was ridged and looked âI donât care if she can take it or not. I was grabbed by my skinny wrist and pulled up with my arm onto my feet. I was so light that the king really could ju I didnât care about my breasts being on show for once, I was much more focused on keeping my horribly scarred back away from the audience of three and most importantly away from the whip the king held.
âFace the door on your knees and place your hands on it⦠now! All sense of adoration was gone, there was not a single hint of emotion in king joshs vo then Iâd face even worse. Dear god let this kill me, please let this one be my end.
I slowly turned around and placed my shaking hands on the door showing my back to the room. A loud gasp left Adrianâs lips and I frowned in embarrass Before I could comprehend what he had done the whip came down on my spine, I was skinny, very skinny and the whip hit my rib cage like a brick would