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  "Uh my head..."

  I woke up in what seemed like the back of a truck except it couldn't be one because the walls were made of what looked like cloth. I really should stop waking up in unknown pces.

  I tried to stretch my hands but then I realized they were handcuffed and chained to a pole. I struggled in vain to free myself but ended up making a ruckus.

  “Hey! Keep it down to a minimum will you”

  “Huh”

  That’s when I noticed that I wasn’t the only one there. There were about 10 other people with pointy ears tied in chains too.

  “If you make to much noise they might come to check on us”

  They?

  I tried to sit up straight but I couldn’t muster the strength to.

  “Where are we going?” I whispered

  “I don’t know”

  “...”

  “Is it normal to sell people as sves in this pce?”

  “What kind of question is that? You sound like you were just born”

  I ughed nervously. The person in front of me was a girl with bck rough hair and dark skin. She had brown eyes but if you looked closely you could see a bit of blue on the highlights. She seemed beautiful but it wouldn’t be very obvious since she was covered in dirt and looked malnourished. I wonder what her story was…

  “There has to be a way to get out of here. If I could just muster up some strength I can maybe tear the wall. It looks tearable-”

  “Don’t bother. The walls are sealed with a confinement spell. It’s a weak one but there’s no way to escape unless you’re a wizard or something”.

  Confinement spell…Magic? Wizards? Where the heck was I?

  “My name is Athen. I know I won’t see you again but I like you. You still have will. Let’s just enjoy each other company now because I don’t know if I’ll find anyone else interesting to talk to”

  “Okay. My name is Beatrice.”

  “Nice to meet you Beatrice, I guess. I like your eyes, they’re pretty”

  “I like yours too”

  “Nice name by the way. Never heard of it, what does it mean?”

  “Bringer of joy or the blessed one but I like the blessed one better. What does yours mean?”

  “Well the full version of the name is Athena; a greek goddess of mystery. She’s often depicted with an owl. I love owls but… Never mind-”

  Athen was going to say more when the ride came to an abrupt end.

  Bang.

  “Oh no we’re here” someone cried.

  The entrance opened and revealed a tall guy with short hair and pointy ears(everyone has pointy ears) with some other armored guys behind him. He gave them a sign and they ‘carefully’ dragged all the ‘sves’ out.

  I was so upset that the tears refused to come out.

  I wasn’t sure what happened next but somehow I was brought inside a castle throne room and it was incredibly fshy.

  The guy I saw earlier with short hair came into address us.

  “You lowly peasants are lucky enough to even step foot in here so respect yourselves and bow down”.

  Peasant? Is this really my life now?