Legacy of a Child Bride: Eridi’s Journal #7

Legacy of a Child Bride: Eridi’s Journal #7

I am so stupid! I mentioned to Anchoress Samarra that my mother fears she is drugging me, and I asked her if that was true. While I got a mollifying answer, I also got my mother beaten half to death. Samarra told my father. I half wish I could return to that place I was a few weeks ago – that comfortable place where everything Samarra told me felt like the truth, and I didn’t feel so divided in my thoughts and loyalties. I do know she is drugging… (MORE)

Legacy of a Child Bride: Eridi’s Journal #7

Legacy of a Child Bride: Eridi’s Journal #8

It is hard to live in a world where nothing is known of the worlds outside. So much is based on conjecture, and much of that conjecture is based on fear. Am I really going to be given to a man who will eat me if I do not please him? Am I going to be brutally handled? I have seen sex demonstrated and it is violent. At my last training session we went into a part of the palace where one of my father’s concubines was giving birth. She was my age. She was crying and screaming in pain and the only concern of the women attending her seemed to be the welfare of the babe. There was blood and feces and it stank and the screams… (MORE)

Legacy of a Child Bride: Eridi’s Journal #9

Legacy of a Child Bride: Eridi’s Journal #9

I saw someone very interesting today.  I was, I admit, somewhere I probably shouldn’t have been, but I was there for a good reason.  I’d heard the Nargas were here, and that they had someone with them.  I wondered with a racing heart if it was my sister.  I hid behind some huge pots in the hall just outside the throne room, and, peering through the space between pots, I saw the Nargas drag a bruised and bloodied man into the palace and drop… (MORE)

Legacy of a Child Bride: Eridi’s Journal #10

Legacy of a Child Bride: Eridi’s Journal #10

There is so much confusion around here!  It reverberates even into the women’s quarters, which is usually a pretty quiet place.  I am to be given to the Thirteenth Dragonhorse.  No, I am to be given to the Telenir warlord that my father is holding prisoner.  No, I am to be given to the warlord’s Mahdi, whomever that may be.  I just wish I knew, so I could prepare myself to go in a straight line somewhere.  My father grows ever angrier and less in… (MORE)

Legacy of a Child Bride: Eridi’s Journal #12

Legacy of a Child Bride: Eridi’s Journal #12

It keeps running through my head that the Equi eat only vegetation. I keep seeing all those trees, all that grass, and I wonder if that is what I will be forced to eat. Will I die of starvation? I hear through the cracks that the Telenir Warlord whom my father holds prisoner, is slowly dying of starvation. It seems he cannot keep our good food on his stomach. He vomits it up. They say he paces, paces, paces. Sometimes he sings. Will I pace in my cage, slowly dying of starvation? Will I be brutalized? Will I be tortured for information? I certainly hope not, because I don’t have any information. If I can’t get by on my looks and my sexual prowess, I’m going to be absolutely worthless. Maybe the Equi will give me to… (MORE)