THE DEMON LORD AND HIS PET

It's been hours since I started running. The forest is dark I am unable to see anything clearly. My legs carry me as far as it can ignoring the blisters forming on my leg. "I need to escape! I need to escape!! I need to escape!!!". I scream these words in my head for I will not go back there. I only wish Diane would not be punished.

I dash across the trees hearing loud steps reaching my location, fear starts to engulf my bones I already vowed I would not return but now I have been found.

"Come out now Aenyra!, I can sense your presence. I promise to be gentle with you if you will just submit yourself". These words growled deeply a few meters away from me.

I quickly ran to hide behind a tree sneakily but my legs failed me. I mistakenly step on a small piece of wood lying on the floor. I look up, my eyes meeting a pair of red eyes smirking at me.

"Found you!"

"No!!!!." I scream jolting up from my bed, panting heavily to meet a girl with pitch-black hair sitting in a chair close to my bed and her head lying on my bed.

She raises her head. I think my pants must have disturbed her sleep.

"Margaery how are you feeling? You have been gone for three hours" She wiped the sweat that was forming on my forehead with a piece of her clothing.

"Ummm, Who are you, and who is Margaery?" I ask her my voice coming out a little bit raspy.

"oh course," she says will a smile." I am always forgetting you wouldn't remember me and who you are again" Her voice has a glint of sadness and is produced in a low tone. I can tell that she knows who I am judging by how she called me 'Margaery although I can't remember and I can't help but feel sad about not knowing who she is.

I massage my forehead lightly feeling a slight pain coursing through my head.

"Here take this. It would help". She hands me a bowl of some brownish liquid content. I smelled the contents of the bowl my face scrunching into disgust, I did not like the smell.

She chuckles "You need to drink it, Margaery. It's your medicine." I give her one last questioning look and she nods smiling at me. I cover my nose with one hand emptying the content of the bowl into my stomach.

I am so focused on the girl beside me who claims to know me that I don't notice other girls walking around the room in a hurry. They are about 50 girls.

Do they live here?

"Who are you people?" my question came out a little bit harsh.

"We are no one Margaery. We are either orphans or our parents rejected us"

"Who are you? What's your name?" I am asking again. No way am I going to believe that she doesn't have a name.

"Like I said, I am no one I do not have a name. No one does". Isee tears forming in her eyes. My question might have triggered something. I am really getting annoyed now. why can't I remember a thing? and my head is still paining me.

She took in deep breaths before her lips part.

"My name is Olenna. But listen Margaery you are not to call me by my birth name."

"Why would you say that? It doesn't make any sense."

"I know but we need to live by the rules if we are to be kept alive here. The only thing we could do is to pray we are bought by someone manageable cause everyone is a beast. Some people do not last up to a year before they are found dead."

I gasp "What!?"

"What do you mean bought and dead? I don't understand a word you breathe from your mouth"

She comes closer to me whispering in my ears "We are pets to be bought by the rich people. Vampires, werewolves, witches, and other beasts use us as their plaything and sex toy" She leans back.

I didn't notice my hand was covering my mouth in shock. My words are dead in my throat forbidding me to say a word.

"Don't cry Margaery". She brings her hand up to my face wiping the tears that have started falling from my eyes. "We have only an hour before we are put back in the cell. Yesterday was a very terrible day and I thank the stars you cannot remember what took place"

I look around the room and see the girls running and pacing around the room. Some are whining, crying, and consoling others.

"On the day of the full moon. An auction would take place. According to the astrologist. That day would be the best day and the first day the pure-blood vampires will step into our village" she said bringing me back from my thoughts.

I want to ask her what she means by all of these.I cannot make sense of what she is saying, Vampires, werewolves, and witches.

What the hell happened last night? Why can't I recall a single event from yesterday? And most importantly, why can't I remember who I am?

"Listen Margaery, you -"

You said I should not call you by your name why are you calling me by my name?". I cut her off narrowing my eyes towards her.

"Yes, you shouldn't and I should not call you your name. No one here calls us by our first name. Instead with are identified by the names of animals. I am identified as a 'cat'so everyone calls me that and you are a 'bird'.

'What!!!? Why the hell would someone call a person a bird and a snake'. I try to stand up from the bed but my muscles are aching badly.

She proceeds to help me alight from the bed revealing my white gown. I trace my fingers along the dress feeling nothing but plainness. I wear the wooden sandals left beside my bed. Trying to take a step toward the wooden chair I feel a sharp pain

"Ouch," I wince in pain. Raising my foot from the floor.

"What's wrong?" She gazes at my foot, Bending down she shifts the hem of my gown to the side with one hand lifting my leg and placing it on her thigh. She removes the wooden sandals from my foot and sees blisters on my foot.

My eyes widened in shock remembering my dream and this was the exact foot that had formed a blister. Maybe I am overthinking it but I can swear I am not. I should ask Olenna what happened last night. Oh, wait!! Did she not say I was gone for three hours?

I can't even remember anything in my life again and she was even glad I can not remember yesterday's event. I need to fill in empty spaces in my head.

"Margaery what's this!? You weren't injured last night. And when I put you to bed I can swear that you didn't have any sort of wound". She looks up staring at me.

"I...I... I'm..... I cannot.... Ouch!!!. My head. It aches. Olenna please help...... Ahhhhhh..... Olenna!!!". I fall to the ground feeling the pain travel through my body like an electric shock. "I can't breathe. Mummy!!!! Mummyyy!!!!" I scream gripping my dress, my teeth gritting.

"Wait here. Let me go get the guards". She said leaving the room and the other girls had already left the room. Leaving me alone with my excruciating pain.

I can feel the pain thugging and squeezing my chest. I hit my chest in hopes of releasing some pain but it didn't work.

Suddenly, I notice a man standing in front of me and I can't make sense of his appearance not knowing whether it is an imagination or reality but I can still feel his presence as my eyelids start to grow heavy. I cannot hold on any longer, I have no strength left in me. I do not want to die. I do not want to die!!. I scream in my head tears trickling down my cheeks as I continue to wince in pain. My head is in pain as if I am being tortured by someone.

My eyelids are growing more heavier.I try to force it open but I can not so Igive up in silence. Darkness engulfs me.

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"Hello!!!, Hello!!, Hello!!!!". I scream turning around in an enclosed space, With no source of light.

Suddenly, I feel a cold hand wrapping its fingers around my wrist.I feel my heart sink into my stomach. I try to free myself from the grip but I cannot. The grip was firm on my wrist tugging me closer and deep into the darkness.

Its sharp nail slit my wrist as it dug into my skin. I want to scream, shout, and ask who it is but it feels like I am stripped away of my vocal cords. I open my mouth to scream but no sound comes out.

Think Margaery think. I shout at myself in my head.

As the hand continues to drag me deeper into the darkness. A spirit of defiance enters my body and I stop myself from being taken away using my fingernails I dig it into its eyes. yelping in pain it releases its strong hold on me and I make use of the opportunity and begin to run away from it.

I can not see the direction I am running into but I feel it is far away from that hideous creature. I come to an abrupt stop when I hear a deep growl behind me. It sounds like the exact type I heard in the forest but this one gives me chills, freezing my bones. Turning back I feel large hands covering my eyes and taking my wrist as I am being pulled away from this place. I can't help but feel a sense of familiarity.

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I jolt up from the bed to meet four pairs of eyes staring down at me. I could only recognize a pair.

"O......" I quickly stop myself from making a huge mistake by calling her first name.

"Sir, she is awake". A man with a large box said to a man standing the closet to me with a frown on his face and visible wrinkles.

"How many fingers am I holding up?". The man with wrinkles asked me.

I quickly look at Olenna and she gives me a reassuring nod.

"four". I replied to him.

I felt a hot hand land on my cheeks and I quickly reacted to it.

What the hell?

"How dare you?." I scowl at him. Why did he just do that?

He leaned close to me as he cupped my cheeks "Now, you listen child. I do not care whether you always suffer from memory loss but I will never tolerate your rudeness. You are to reply with sir. I own you and soon you will be auctioned off. You have spent too much time staying in this village. It's time you leave. I hope you will not be brought back here and even if you are I will make sure you die in my hands" I scrunch up my nose to avoid his smelly mouth feeling instantly nauseous but I hold it in to avoid another slap on my face.

"Mr Nell. When is the date of the full moon? I can't wait any longer" He asked the man standing beside him wearing a cloth that gives out he is from the upper part of this village but still under this man's control.

"Two nights, sir". He answered bowing his head.

"Good. Finally. The wait is finally over" He laughs wickedly his eyes keen on not leaving my face.

He trailed his fingers on my cheeks. "Get ready child, you will be auctioned in two nights. Cat makes sure she is well-kept. She would not be going back to the cell. Stay and help her get ready." He looks Olenna up and down before finally saying something again. "You too get ready. You two will bring me the most money in the next two nights. So make sure you guys are clean and cover up any bruises on your skin. We can't afford to make a single mistake" He leaves the room with the other two men leaving me and Olenna in the room.

Tears rapidly fell from my eyes, I couldn't believe my ears "Shush don't cry". She says hugging me and feeling her own tears sticking to my clothes.

"We will overcome any struggle together Margaery. I promise you that. I won't let any harm come across you". I know she means it but she can't keep it. She doesn't have the power. I can't help but feel closer to her. Maybe she is the only one I can trust right?

I hug her back tightly as she pats and draws soothing circles on my back.

It's been a day since Mr. Wrinkles the man who slapped me entered this room. I do not know his name so I am deciding to call him Mr. Wrinkles cause his face is so ugly and nasty not to even speak of his pot belly and his smelly mouth. I wish never to see him again but that will not be possible because I will be seeing him tomorrow night. The night when I will be sold to whoever bids the highest on me.

Olenna has been doing her best to cover up my bruises and whip scars with makeup. I am to be made perfect, clean, and beautiful like a porcelain bowl. The only place left for her to cover up is my under-eye. It looks so drowsy that anyone who looks at me would notice I haven't had any sleep. I am trying to stay awake so I won't forget anything. I don't want to look at Olenna like a stranger when she has been so good to me. Forgetting her will make me feel sad although I wouldn't remember her to feel sad still I am trying to stay awake.

"The guards brought two dresses. Which one would you like?" She asks stretching out two pieces of dress for me to take a look. I really do not know why it's only me and Olenna that get to have a nice dress, not something expensive but at least something due for a commoner. It makes me sick to the stomach that there are little girls younger than me who are going to be auctioned off.

"Any dress would make due, olenna. I am not interested in any this" I reply making my way to a wooden chair that is at the end corner of the room beside the window. Although I can not look outside the window cause it is too tall for me, I still enjoy the sound of birds chirping.

"Okay, tomorrow then." She says combing her hair with a wooden comb a creaking sound comes from the bed as she sits on it. Showing how old and weak the bed is.

Looking at Olenna she is really a pretty lady for a human. Haven't seen any supernatural creatures before, and I believe they are way beyond human comprehension and beauty standards. And I kind of have that thought about Olenna. Who the hell has a sunset type of hair with sea-green eyes? No one unless the person is a goddess and she definitely is.

" I was the first person to have stayed here, right?'"

"Huh?" She asks baffled by my question but she is quick to recover. "yes, that's what the rumour says. Seeing as you are 15 years old and you have been here for the last ten years, seems like you were brought here from birth" The last part comes out like a sorrowful whisper as she stands up and walks towards me and squats to level her height with mine since I am on a chair. Her hands begin to curl with my hair. "Margaery," her voice low "There are lots of things you do not know about. It's best if you do not think about it. Especially yourself, do not be too curious about yourself. When the time comes you will know" She stands erect as she towers over me. My eyes hover over hers searching for whatever I can find maybe a glint of betrayal or anything at all but nothing. Cold and distant like never before, she always had warmth in her eyes whenever she spoke to me, Why is there nothing now?

"Why shouldn't I?" I stand up my eyes still fixating on hers. I notice a flash of red through her eyes making me tremble back away from her a little before it turns back to its normal colour. "What are you olenna?" my voice is a bit shaky.

She does not answer.

The door to the room swings open as the wrinkled man comes inside with two guards, their faces covered with a black piece of clothing.

"WE DO NOT HAVE ANY MORE TIME!!! THE AUCTION STARTS IN THIRTY MINUTES!!!!". His voice loud as it can bring down the entire building.

"WHAT!!!!" The question leaves my mouth before I can stop it from coming out. I am answered with a death stare and a hard slap on my cheeks from one of the guards.

I held my cheeks in pain tears forming at the corner of my eyes.

"Now you do not ask questions, you filthy little child"

He growls. "Cat" he calls olennna.

"My lord" she bows.

"Take care of her and make sure she is neat and also do something about her under eye, It's ugly. The guards will be waiting at the door. Do not waste any unnecessary time" He walks out of the room and a heavy scent follows him allowing the freshness of the room to come back.

"what are you guys still waiting for? Leave now" She shushes them away with her hand and they leave the door closing it with a loud thud.

Did they just obey her?

Immediately the tears I am holding back begin to fall profusely. I try to stop myself but I can't. My chest heaving up and down with emotion, I tug my clothes to release myself from the hardness I am feeling in my chest. Soon, I feel warm hands enveloping me, giving my back little strokes.

"Don't cry now, child. This isn't your first time, you have been through this before. Why is it so hard right now?" I am not paying any attention to what she is saying.

But I catch a phrase of what she just said. This isn't my first time? I didn't question her cause I know she wouldn't answer me. She will just sway her way out of the question.

My head just can't wrap around being sold. I don't want to be a sex slave for anyone. I don't want to be a slave at all. The tears pouring down fervently. "Margaery dear, I promised you that I wouldn't let anything happen to you. And I will keep that promise until the day I take my last breath".

Hearing her last sentence I free myself from her embrace "No!!!, Don't dedicate your life to mine. You have to live for yourself not for someone else."

Why would she even say something like that? Does she have a death wish?

"It's my life and I decide what to do with it not you!" Her tone is a little bit harsh but she part her lip again. "We are wasting time here. We need to get ready, and I know that your master is someone great and powerful"

"Huh? How do you know that?"

"As I said, do not think about things and why they are the way they are. Whatever happens from now, will either benefit you or not. Keep your heads up and don't pry into people's information even yours" She rests her hand on my shoulders giving it a light squeeze.

She stands me up and wipes away the tears but it's still visible that I have just shed a huge amount of tears. She retouches my bruises covering them up. She cups my cheeks in her hand as she tilts me over her face, darting a powder pouch on my cheeks covering the redness from the slap I received. She takes a different powder and rubs it under my eye making my eye bags less visible. She chooses the red dress leaving the white dress for herself.

"This will look good and beautiful on you" She holds it up to me looking at how it will fit. "You have a very whitey milky pale skin so this will stand out."

I hmmm her giving my approval.

She quickly unties the rope of my current clothes which falls easily from my body leaving me with my undergarments she then puts the dress on me and ties the rope at the back. The dress is short and skimpy making me uncomfortable as I try to draw it down but it does nothing.

"I don't like this dress Olenna, it's too short"I give her an awkward puppy look.

"you are lucky to have this type of dress. Girls down there are wearing nothing more than their undergarments." I zip my lips shut after what I just heard now.

She gives me one final touch before she proceeds to touch up her face with some powder she dabbed on my face making it feel so heavy yet light. She removes her dress which has already been ruined by dirt and bits of the powder she used and puts on the white dress tying the rope that is designed at the front of the dress. She does all these effortlessly as I just stared at her in awe. Her dress looks shorter than mine, perhaps it is because she is taller right? The door swings open and the guards' faces are already ruined with a frown on their faces.

"you guys have wasted lots of time. What keeping you late?" A smelly mouth one says tugging me outside the room as Olenna protests.

"Hey!!! Take it easy, no need to be so brutal. We are done just show us the way we would follow." She Scowled at them.

"No need for that. You guys will be entering inside this cage." Another four guards appear with two cages our size.

"No way!!" I blurt out.

"Yes, way" The guard smirks and pushes me and Olenna inside.

After some minutes of being inside a cage and carried by the guards. I am met with a loud crowd as I notice what my eye hasn't seen before. I am looking at horns. Freaking horns. Some of the people have long nails filled with dirt at the corners. What in the bloody hell do these people want to do with us humans? They are for sure going to break us. They are huge, enormous, gigantic, and every freaking synonym for anything used to identify something huge. I feel sick, and my eyes are growing heavy but no I will not fall asleep not when these hungry animals are staring and gawking at us girls.

The silence is broken as the wrinkled man speaks. "Welcome to the slave auction of Chester. We are very pleased to have you"

A group of girls chained on their ankles and wrists are being led into the light by a guard whose face is covered with a black piece of clothing.

"Now let's begin" He walks towards the first girl. "This one is one of a kind. Pretty and very well trained. She can literally do anything you ask without any sign of resilience" He pushes her forward so the beasts can gawk at her. "Going for 100 gold coins"

"150" someone says from the crowd.

"250" Another voice.

No one bids again.

"Going, gone, gone." The man says as he pushes her to a side as the bidder is talking to one of the guards with the slave chain already in his hands.

This goes on for about 30 minutes before all the girls are been sold. The highest money that was bid is 500 gold.

"Now, moving on to our special ones. They are very rare species as you can see that" He extends his hand towards our locations as we are carried to the light still inside the cage like an animal. "Now, you guy might think they are some kind of supernatural being because of their ethereal look but to my belief, they are not. I would advise to be careful with these ones as they are quite nefarious"

What!!? I never have shown any nefarious character and neither has Olenna. So what is this man talking about?

He hollers pushing my cage more forward to the light so the beasts can see my features more clearly "starting from 1000 gold coins. Place your bid" He takes steps backward away from me. Everything I can see is staring at me like they are ready to lunge at me.

A blue-looking beast comes close to me sniffing me from outside the cage. He places his hand on my hair making me shiver in disgust, I have never been touched by a very disgusting creature. "Nice scent. Smells like a fairy. Would love to have her in my bed filled with my cums" His drools and I make an eww sound scrunching my nose secretly I do not wish to be killed. "2000 gold coins" He bids going back to sit on his seat.

People or shall I say beasts I am not able to see start becoming visible when the light starts coming into view and on the bidders and I am baffled by their looks. What in the bloody hell? Some of them are indeed less disgusting and some even have a tail.

"2,500," A normal-looking one says sneering at me.

"3,000"

"3,500"

"6000," Someone says smirking as no one dares to place a higher bid. Not because of some shitty scare excuse but because the money is now much. Who would send such an amount on a pet slave?

"Going, going, go-" As he is about to say the last word a voice is heard from the back covered in darkness as no source of light was lit there.

"20,000 gold coins" The voice was raspy but still clear as the day. He steps into the light staring deep into my icy blue eyes with his red flaming hot eyes. Murmurs are being heard as no one would ever spend such an amount on a slave. The man who bid '6000' was dumbfounded.

The man reaches my cage and opens it lifting me with his left hand and placing me on his shoulder. I feel like a toddler on his body. I did not resist cause I am still shocked. Why in the bloody hell would someone buy me for such an amount? That money could feed families for 10 generations and there will still be leftovers. Why? Just why? I stay silently on his shoulders ignoring the eyes that are staring at my master and me.

"Give the man money, Gendry" His is voice short and cold. A man I didn't notice who stood beside him nods his head as he throws a sack bag I am sure filled with gold at the man.

My eyes dart at Olenna who is still inside her cage, tears forming at the corner of my eyes as I try to speak but the words never leave my mouth. The words stuck in my throat like a nail stuck in a wall. Her eyes meeting mine she gives me a reassuring look as I am being taken away by the man.

After a few minutes of walking, the auction is no longer in sight. The man brings me down from his shoulders placing me on my feet. My feet step on the hard stones that are in my way as I walk behind him.

A carriage is seen in sight after what felt like ages. He enters inside first and gestures for me to enter without any word being said. I still stand in front of the carriage refusing to enter. I do not wish to anger a being so dark like him. What if he decides to kill me in the carriage? His demeanor is so dark that my spine shivers from his look.

Without saying a word he climbs down from the carriage after noticing my hesitation. He places his hand on my waist carrying me effortlessly inside the carriage as the carriage is shut close by Gendry.

I hear the sound of the horse being whipped as it starts to move the carriage. The carriage bounces slightly as I struggle to stay in one place. The interior of the carriage is very intriguing. It is decorated with strange patterns. My eyes mistakenly meet his gaze already staring at me in silence that only the sound of the carriage is being heard. I quickly avert my gaze from him starting at the floor of the carriage.

Without any knowledge, he sweeps me on his lap with one hand "You are shaking and it disturbs me" He hisses. His body smelled sweet yet earthy and smokey.

"I'm s-, s, sorryy." I manage to say playing with my sweaty fingers but I receive no word again from him. He releases me and I quickly go back to my position at the corner of the carriage trying my best to stay steady.

After much effort of trying to stay awake. I notice my eyelids starting to grow heavy as I curse myself inwardly. Before I can think about anything again, my eyelids give up, darkness enveloping my sight as I fall asleep.

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Sitting on a balcony floor made with wooden intricate designs with flowers as my company, I play the zither humming to the song. My red dress is spread out evenly with silvers adorning my dress and a pair of white glittering shoes on my feet, I enjoy my music with the breeze keeping me cool.

I hear the sound of my room door opening and a sterning voice follows heading towards my direction.

"How many times will you disobey your parents Aenyra? You are getting married in less than a month. Your mum is going to get mad at you, you should be taking your waltz class seriously!!. Not playing some foul music-"

"My music is not foul music Diane and I am not getting married to that old man. He is more than twice my age". I cut her off from speaking cause I was getting tired of her everyday whines. Every day she comes here and tells me what to do like she is my boss but she is just my chaperone. I roll my eyes at her and I stand up walking past her into my chamber.

"What do you come here for?" I ask her folding my arms together.

"your mum said I should help you get ready. The engagement party is taking place tonight"

"What, no way. You are lying she never said anything of that sort and the engagement is two weeks away, why now?" My lips quiver from holding back my tears.

"Little miss, I am not. A man came here today from the Weiss household to deliver a letter to your father. I don't know the bits of everything but we must get ready now lest your mom get upset". She said bowing down as she clasped her hands together.

"No, I won't. I will not get engaged. You must help me, Diane. I can't sign off my life just like that. I am not even yet 16. Please Diane" I reach for her hands holding down tears leaving my eyes but she removes my hand and takes a step back.

"No. I can't do that. My family will be killed. You know your dad is holding them hostage. Why should I get them killed because of you? Just do your job as the good daughter and leave me out of it" She takes away my zither and heads for the exit door before stopping a few inches away from the door. "I will be back miss, take your time and prepare your mind for your engagement" She shuts the door close.

I collapse on the floor bringing my knees to my chest I hug it tightly, crying right into it as I smear my face with endless profuse tears. I bring one of my hands to wipe away the tears but it is still pouring like a shower. Looking at the little desk in my room I see the fruits laid there with a knife for me to eat in case I grow hungry. Without much thinking. I take the knife and slit my wrist, blood gushing out fast as I close my eyes waiting to be dead.

"No!!!!" I scream jolting up from a bed to find my gown soaked in sweat. My first instinct isn't to think about the new gown I am wearing nor the beautiful spacious dark room I am in with a little illuminating light from the sun but to think about what I just dreamt about. Why was I called another name in that dream? I hit my forehead remembering the stupid thing I did, slitting my wrist was a very stupid move. I hope I will not make such a mistake ever again whether in my dreams or reality.

The door to the room swings open and a lady with a white blouse and black skirt covered with white clothes enters the room.

"Good morning, miss" She smiles heading towards me. But I just stare at her in shock.

Why the hell do new people keep showing up in front of me and what the heck was my dream about? I need someone to just explain all this shit!!. I sigh covering myself with the beautiful quilt.