Laea's Story (Part 1.2)
((Yes!! I continued it!... I might edit this in the future, but whatever))
It had been two months. Two months since Laea had been kidnapped from her village. Two months since she had disappeared without a trace. The purple stone, which caused this all, was tied on a string around her neck.
Snow fell down softly outside her window. The window was her small escape to outside of her room. An escape from this new life she was forced to live.
The door opened. In came Raceil, her kidnapper. Laea had to admit, for being ten years older than her fourteen years of age, he was handsome. A strange thought it was. But, this thought was true.
"Laea, dinner's ready." He muttered as he leaned against the wall. She nodded and simply obeyed his unspoken command. Come out and eat with them. Them. The other men Raceil lived with.
Guiding her out of the room, Raceil sat Laea down in the chair next to him. The food she received wasn't much, but she understood that in winter, they woouldn't have much. Breaking her bread in half, Laea placed the larger piece on the altar. She dedicated the offering to the only Goddess she recognized that was from her village.
Although Emnue was a minor Goddess from her village, Laea felt She has taken to watching her. Besides, She was the Goddess who represented children. Especially children who were taken from home. Laea found this ironic that these men honor Her in this house. Perhaps it was because they had vowed in Emnue's name to not hurt her.
Another God which these men especially honored was one of the many Husbands to Emnue. This Being, Telayus, seemed to be a more secret God. That, or these men found him from another village. Either way, they were very devoted. Very devoted to this secretive God. So secretive, that every time Laea mentioned Him, the men would get quiet and exchange looks.
One of the men, Ameray, kissed his hand and paced it on the altar, muttering Emnue's name. Laea knew he was married to the Goddess by Divine means. And she also knew he was the man from her village who had arranged Laea's own kidnapping. For both those things, she was split on whether to trust him or not.
As the sky got darker outside, and Laea had finished eating her food, she bowed to the altar, muttered a prayer and turned to leave. But, Raceil grabbed her shoulder.
"Stay."
"W-why?"
His stare into her eyes shook her. Sitting back down, she looked up at him, ready to listen. "We need to talk."
Raceil's tone of voice told her how serious this talk would be. Gulping, she bowed her head, ready to listen to the men talk.