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ELLIE
As I sit crying on the end of the bed, I wonder if anyone passing outside the bedroom door can hear my muffled sobs. Still, I don’t care. People hearing me cry is the last worry on my mind. All I can think about is why life always ends up being so cruel.
Perhaps this is what I’m ultimately fated to,I think to myself.Deemed to be some dark elf’s useless plaything for the rest of my life, apparently just like all the other human women on Protheka. Maybe it was inevitable, it had to come for me sometime…
Suddenly, I rise to my feet with a newfound surge of resilience.
I can’t just sit here and let this happen. I’m not about to lay on my back and spread my legs for some piece of shit elf without trying to do something about it first.
I walk to the nearby table, grabbing a small handkerchief from a neatly arranged pile of them. Dashing away the tears, I immediately begin looking around for something that could help.
There’s got to be something I can use, a weapon, a tool, anything at all!
I pull each drawer out and open the closet doors, rifling through everything in search of something sharp. Unsurprisingly, there’s not a single thing to be found. In fact, everything is empty.
Of course they wouldn’t be stupid enough to leave anything that could be used as a weapon laying around,I think in frustration, scratching my head as I do so.Someone else probably already tried that.
I glance at the door, wondering if I should just sneak out the way I came. Weighing up the pros and cons against each other, I mull over making a decision.
It's the most direct route out of here, then again there’s guards littered around everywhere… Forget it, there’s no use, I’d be caught in an instant.
I grunt in annoyance, pacing back and forth from one end of the room to the other. At the same time, I’m trying not to panic, knowing there’s not a lot of time remaining before Fohri gets here to have his way with me.
Think, Ellie, think!says the voice in my head as I tap my foot impatiently.
From the corner of my eye, I spot a solution. Slowly, I turn toward the window. Gulping, I take a deep breath before approaching.
There may not be any other choice, not unless I give in to Fohri, and there’s no way I’m letting that happen.
I come to the window’s edge and peer out. Only now do I notice how high up I am from ground level. Cursing, I take a step back and run a hand over my head, realizing I’ve been brought up to the tower.
I return and peer out once more, this time opening the window to see better. It’s a long way down, the sight of which causes a pit of anxiety to form in my stomach. Still, my inner voice reminds me that it cannot be as bad as the disgust I’ll feel if I let Fohri inside of me.
For a brief moment, I close my eyes and take another deep breath, making a promise to myself.
I’m going to escape or die trying. Anything will beat what they have planned for me. Besides, if I end up making it back to Vetrin then I’m sure he’ll take me back under his wing.
I lay my hands on the sides of the window frame. Already, sweat is dampening my hands as I try to get a good grip. Mindfully, I keep my breathing deep as I take a seat on the window and swing one leg over it, placing my foot down on the outer ledge.
Already, an urge rises within me to retreat. Before I go any further, I tighten my grip in the window frame and stick my upper body out, craning my neck around for a look at my surroundings. The outer ledges continue along to a rooftop nearby, seemingly doable enough if I just don’t look down.
It’s now or never, come on!
Shakily, I swing the other leg over the window frame. Gripping the sides tighter than ever, I somehow muster the courage to stand up. There whisks through the air a light breeze, throwing me off mentally for a split second.
Is this wind fucking teasing me? It better not get any worse.
I wince as I let go of the window frame and take a step along the ledge, approaching the next one. There lies a gap between each ledge, meaning I have no choice but to look down to make sure I don’t fall.
Fuck… Okay, just take a quick look and do it!
I look down. The sudden change of perspective rings my head with dizziness, causing me to step blindly on to the next ledge. I slip, and for a moment I think I’m done for. My arms flail about, desperately reaching for anything close by. Luckily, I grab hold of the next window frame by just an inch.
That was too damn close…
I find myself hyperventilating. I close my eyes and regain control of myself before pressing on, mindful to grip onto something with my hands before crossing ledges. The slowest, painstaking five minutes of my life pass by before I finally step off of the final ledge, laying my feet down on an even leveled rooftop.
I look over my shoulder, impressed with myself when I see just how far I made it. Still, I know I’ve just barely gotten out of the gate. Looking ahead, I observe that I’m still quite high up but that there’s also nearby rooftops decreasing in height.
