Thread: A priaveteer recieves a gift  [Edward Thatch, Mary Elmwood]

Mary blinked as she looked around the queens private chamber, her day had started out interesting. She woke up in her cell to find something was out of place, a Royal gaurd and lady in waiting to the queen stood there. She glared at the woman before and sneered. What do you want? She snapped and the gaurd started to draw his sword, to answer a lady of the queens circle that way meant a sever punishment. My queen has purchased you for a mission of most importance. Mary looked at the woman shocked open on her face. She was taken from her cell and wrist shackles placed on tightly, the gaurd had drawn a dagger standing in front of the lady in waiting. Ankle shackles were also placed on and a chain that looped to her neck metal collar. She was taken to the castle and forced into a bath, she would struggle against the woman handlers in the bath and when she was being prepped to be before the queen. Her skin was scrubbed almost raw, oils and purfumes were applied, her restraints were tightened with the struggling. Her hair was braided with pieces of blue and purple threads and a few feathers put in. All were symbols she belonged to the queen, her queens favorite colors and feathers were from the local exotic birds. The gaurd who had had to deal with her the entire morning gave her a punch to the stomach as his way of putting her in line. Mary fell to the floor gasping for air and everytime she had struggled at all he would hit her harder. Moaning in pain after the fourth hit, breathing became difficult. The gaurd held her against the wall pressing his body against hers as a wizard of the queen came into the room. Panic started to fill her as the man came forward, older in age than herself he mumbled a spell as Mary struggled then felt all of her hair stand on end, a green vapor washed over her body absorbing into her skin. She has no idea what spell it was but it couldn't be good. Being put in a cream colored simple dress with her collar on, covering the bruises on her stomach, the scars on her torso and back from knives and whips. Being sold into slavery when she was very young she grew up being a Slave. She was brought before the queen in her study and forced to kneel until the guards were dismissed to watch the lessor audience hall. Mary bowed her head to the queen as best she knew how and had been told to rise. The queen had grabbed her chin firmly and Mary looked into her eyes which would had been a death sentence but she was good at cheating death. She listened carefully to the queen talking and nodded. Yes my queen. Was all she had time to say, the queen was already leaving the room and was told to follow. Having a hard time keep up and her ribs throbbing she entered the lessor audience hall. She saw a man standing there waiting for the audience with the queen. Mary watched the man as the queen told him of her plans for Mary and came forward slowly as she was called, the chains making clanging noises. She had paled from the hits to her stomach and no food in her stomach since it was early afternoon. When the queen told her to introduce herself she looked at her a moment then turned to Edward. My name is Mary Elmwood Sir Tatch. She said to him and gave him a stiff bow. She had heard of this man, freeing thousands of slaves but also doing so much work for the queen. She understood the queens words on this man now. The shackles clanked together as she moved and she looked at the floor a look of anger on her face thinking she was going to go to being absorber piece of meat for another owner to use.