Chapter 15: caged, part 1

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When I next woke up, I was in a cage, my hands were bound with metal shackles and my legs had been tied. The cage I was in seemed to be in a boat. How did I know that you ask? There was a sloshing of water and the whole room rocked back and forth. The cage was very small, around the size of a closet. I noticed a man by the cage, in the middle of the room. He was looking at me very intently, holding a lantern up to shine it in my face.

“Well, you’re up,” as he said this he leaned back in his chair, he continued “well you killed the commander somehow and half of our raiding force. Your slave collar is barely holding on to its existence as well as the summary contract.”

He looked back at the tale and picked up a piece of paper.

“So, here’s what we and you are going to do, we are going back to Paris and you are going to be put in a even higher quality collar,” he then frowned, “actually, there is no higher quality collar to put on you other than the eldritch slave collar.”

“Ah yes the most cliche trope ever, becoming a slave,” I stated.

The man laughed at this and smiled. He got up and picked up a book from his table and started reading it out loud.

By the end of the second chapter of this book, which was very familiar to as it was slightly different version of the green knight, I fell asleep. When I woke up the man was still there, though this time he wasn’t leaning back into his chair, he was standing and arguing with another man.

“I told you that she was cursed but look she’s not dying from the mutations!” said the first man.

“Yes, but that’s from the fact she’s a spirit beast! You cannot let her out she might kill us all!” responded the second man.

Then the first man spoke up again, “Pierre shut up no one cares that the collar is cracked, IT IS HOLDING,”

          The second man seemed to be named Pierre and through listening to the rest I learned that the first man was named Joseph. He seemed to be nice while the other man called me a beast. That was insulting, though I did notice the fact that old man spirit was gone. He had apparently fused with me causing me to black out back there, back at home. Then Pierre left the room and Joseph stayed and looked back at me.

          “I’m sorry we put the enslavement collar on you, but we planned on kidnapping a large portion of that city’s population.”

          The sorrow on his face seemed to be genuine. But I just nodded at him.

          He then took a bowl of some kind of soup and opened the cage door, handed me the soup and closed the door. There was no spoon and I had to slurp it up without a spoon.

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