Marilyn had no idea that being sold as a Slave girl from the North would change the direction of her whole life totally. Marilyn was just a young teenager growing up in the secluded Island in the Northern Kingdom. Her mother had died when she was six years old and she had spent the most of her life growing up with her very evil stepmother who hated her and usually treated her like a servant. Her father was the only one who loved her but most times, her stepmother and older stepsister, Kate ( her stepmother bore her in her first marriage) would tell various lies against her on how disobedient and stubborn Marilyn was. This was to make her father scold her and the woman successfully made Marilyn's father turn against her too. Marilyn didn't care about the ill treatment she always got from home so she wouldn't mind and still continued being the good girl that she was. Washing the dishes and clothes, kneading the dough and doing all sorts of demanding chores that were expected of her even though they were too much for only her to handle. Unknown to Marilyn, her stepmother was planning to sell her off on a particular evening when she was asked to get medicine from the market for her sick father who was almost on the verge of death. She had to run fast to the market to meet the local doctor who was waiting for her according to what her step mother had told her but she was not going to meet any local doctor to get medicine for her frail father, her stepmother was actually planning to sell her off. The woman had already told the slave trader that a young girl was going to come and meet him that day. Poor Marilyn had no idea that her stepmother was selling her into slavery. The moment she got there, she met a very huge man with muscles, he had a rough face and a scar on his face, she felt that he didn't look like a doctor but he had pretended and had told her he was the one. She tries to run away knowing he was no doctor but he was visibly stronger than she and before she knew it, she was knocked unconscious. When Marilyn was firstly sold, the slave dealer who took her away from her original hometown, the Northern Kingdom sold her with other girls to the Southern Ardenian Kingdom. The girls had always heard of this kingdom and have never had the opportunity to go there. Getting to see the most revered and respected kingdom in their lifetime felt like a blessing and a curse at the same time because most of them in their wildest dreams would have never had the thought of crossing the border of their tiny Island from the North to the Magnificent and Awe inducing Kingdom of Ardenia from the South, except that they were in the land now as a bound soul. Sold as a common slave who is at the bottomless part of the chain in the society. Even a servant of the household had an enviable life compared to what they were now subjected to. They were given a slave sign to mark them so that whenever they escaped, it would be easy to find them. Marilyn had hers on the back of her neck and it had taken the effort of three men before they could successfully put it on her. She had to always let her blonde hair down and also tie a piece of scarf on her neck to cover the sign on it that read ' Slave of the North' in their local Northern dialect.
Chapter 1 I Am Not Your Mother!
I Am Not Your Mother!
Marilyn's POV
" Marilyn!"
" Marilyn!"
Marilyn heard the voice call from the room. She knew that it was no one else but her step mother.
" Marilyn!!!" The voice called again but this time in a louder and angrier tone than the previous time.
" I'm coming!" She shouted as she stood up from the stool immediately, dropping the knife on the floor beside the potatoes she was peeling for dinner for everyone and rushed into the room to meet her stepmother before she lashed out in fierce anger at her delay.
The potatoes weren't a large quantity at all, it was barely enough for their family of five but she was thankful. Thankful at least that they had little to feed on. Just last week, she heard of a poor widow down the street who lost her son to hunger and there have been many others like that, plenty of sad and horrid cases of starvation and penury in town.
" Are you dumb as well as stupid?" Her step mother yelled immediately as she came in through the doorway.
" Mother, I'm sorry for not coming sooner an...." Marilyn was apologising but she wasn't given enough chance to do more explanation on why she had allowed her stepmother to call her more than once before she walked into the dark tiny room that was scarcely filled with light.
" I am not your mother!" The woman yelled, throwing a stick at her. She hated it when Marilyn called her that.
She had to dodge the stick thrown to her by the angry woman who always took delight in physically hurting her as a punishment. Fortunately, she swerved just in time causing the object to hit the wall instead of her.
"Your father is sick " the older woman said and pointed towards the door that led to the other room that was mapped out to be the bedroom. There was a curtain hanging on the door and its look was very disastrous. Anyone entering there for the first time would be able to tell that the old curtain had been overused and now wore a degrading look as a result of being patched and overpatched in countless places.
Marilyn had promised herself to change it last week but the little money she saved up to get a new material for it was stolen in the same house. She knew it was no one else but her older step sister, Kate whom her stepmother had bear for her first husband who took it even after she had denied taking anything.
" That man is going to die soon and I am so tired of all of this. This useless life of being stuck with a deadman. He vomited again!" She screamed at Marilyn causing the young girl to shake in fright. She hadn't expected her to shout to that extent and get so worked up after all, she was the one who had been doing most of the care taking job coupled with having to do the other strenuous and never ending house chores while also working to earn for the family too.
She had taken the burden of working as a labourer, earning a very tiny measly wage to help her family while her step sister who was older than her with three good years did basically nothing.
Lazy Kate just always sleeps and wakes up all day to meet an already prepared food not caring how or where it came about.
" He vomited again and that room stinks.. Gosh!" Marilyn heard a voice say from beside her. It was Kate. She sat on a chair close to the window and was doing nothing as usual.
" That man is way past dead" she added and Marilyn felt very angry that moment, she was tempted to give her a very dirty and resounding slap on that cheek of hers but she knew it was going to be the end of her. Her stepmother was going to basically kill her.
" He's not a dead man" she says simply to both women who hated her with every part of them and went into the room to check her father.
The man was laying frail and almost lifeless on the bed.
" Sister!" She heard six year old Millie, her youngest step sister call her. She ran over to hug her. Her stepmother had the girl for her father who now laid very ill on the bed almost on the verge of death. He seemed to be in a deep sleep as he was not conscious of all that was happening at the moment. She feared sadly that like her mother, he might also sleep and never wake up again. The thought scared her.
" How's he?" She asked the girl. Millie was the only one apart from her father that she could say was genuinely concerned about her.
" His body is still hot." Millie says as she walks over to meet her father. She placed her hands on his forehead and called on her big sis to check him out too.
Marilyn did the same too and she saw that his condition was truly worsening. What was going to happen? She didn't want to lose her father too. It would not be so fair on her. They could have taken him to the clinic downtown but they wouldn't accept a patient without pay and they were very poor now and had barely to fend even for themselves not to talk of spending some unplanned medical expenses. How was he going to get his medicines? She kept asking.
She stood up immediately and walked to the table in a corner of the room, bent down, lifted the table up and checked under the rug to see if she had any of her savings still available there so that they could use it to get him some drugs but it was not there. It was missing!
" Not again" she muttered wearily under her breath. Almost every single time they keep doing this.
Chapter 1 I Am Not Your Mother!
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Chapter 2 She Stole My Money
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Chapter 3 The Local Doctor
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Chapter 4 The Onshore
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Chapter 5 The Slave Lord
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Chapter 6 Slave Of The North
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Chapter 7 In The Master's Watch
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Chapter 8 The Master Had eyes On Her
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Chapter 9 Her Trademark
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Chapter 10 Getting Dressed For Him
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Chapter 11 Her Magic Trick
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Chapter 12 Her Trial For Escape
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Chapter 13 She Was Rescued!
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Chapter 14 Her Dad Is After Her Life
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Chapter 15 Please Don't Let Me Go
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Chapter 16 I Would Make It Easy For You
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Chapter 17 A Ray Of Sunlight
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Chapter 18 Silence Joined Them
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Chapter 19 Her Upsetting Step-Sister
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Chapter 20 The Reaper's Store Again!
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Chapter 21 The Confrontation About The Girl
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Chapter 22 The Trouble She Got Into
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Chapter 23 The Threat To The Little Girl
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Chapter 24 Her Step-mum's Abuse On Her
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Chapter 25 Where Else Would I Be
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