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“What’s happening?” Januzari exclaims. He picks up his sword beside the bed.
I must think fast.
If I poison Januzari, I could administer a lethal dose, but I’d still need to contend with the driver and the other carriage.
I look around the cabin, trying to formulate a plan while hiding the poison.
My eyes glimpse out the back window, and my heart drops.
Orcs.
I don’t understand what orcs would want with us, but I realize I have a very small window to flee. If I don’t run now, rather than serving out my life in sexual servitude to an egomaniacal monster, I could simply be dead.
That’s assuming they don’t use my body first.
Not bothering to look back at Januzari, I pick up a stray piece of wood, and I begin to heave myself out of the cabin through one of the side doors.
But I am stopped in my tracks. I try to jump down from the wagon, but somebody has my arm.
“Did you really think I didn’t know?”
It’s Januzari, but his voice is corrupted and unrecognizable.
I turn to confront him, and he’s holding one of the books from my bag, an uneaten loaf of bread placed casually beside him. On his face is a sadistic grin, running counter to everything I know about him.
I try to play dumb.
“What are you talking about? Where did you get that book?”
The vial in my other hand slips from my grasp and cracks on the ground, a violet puddle glistening under the falling rain.
“You didn’t think I was seriously going to hand you off to some rich asshole, did you?”
He chuckles, this time with a sinister undertone.
“Elijayur didn’t give two shits when I injured myself in the club,” Januzari says. “He was ready to replace me the moment I died. How is that fair?”
I let him talk, trying to think of some way out of this.
“From the moment I met you, I knew that I needed to fuck you,” he says.
In his monologue, his grasp on me loosens just enough that I can free my arm.
I drop down from the carriage onto the wet and sloshing mud.
And I run as fast as I can. Never mind that all my possessions are back on the carriage. I can find new possessions. I can start over.
I rush through the trees, looking back at the carriage behind me only to see the form of another dark elf in my peripheral vision far too late.
The thunder roars overhead. In the distance, I see a flash of lightning.
I collide with the dark elf’s dense body, smacking down onto the hard, wet road.
“Please,” I beg. “I was supposed to be taken to Elijayur? He’s a noble about a mile that way!”
I gesture, hoping against all hope that this dark elf might help me for selfish reasons.
I am completely covered in mud.
