Be Careful When You Bite Me

Chapter 16

Two guards marched in with the human man from the dungeon. They halted right in between Damon

and I and I wondered nervously what this will unroll.

“Father-“ Damon began but the King didn’t let him speak.

“Is this the villager that you tried to help escape?” His gaze was directed at me.

I didn’t know whether to lie or tell the truth. Whatever hole Isabelle and Seth had dug up for me seemed

irreversible.

“Yes,” I muttered.

Damon’s disappointed eyes met mines for a brief second and I wondered what it was about this man

that made both Damon and I both attempt to rescue him.

“This man must be special,” said the Queen,” because even my son, who knows better, had tired to

spare him.”

I removed silent and so did Damon.

The King stood up from his seat and walked down the three steps it took to get to the ground.

Now that he was at ground level, I seen that he resembled Xavier a lot more then the rest of his

children. He was taller then even Damon, hovering at a couple inches above him. He reached his hand

out towards a guard who presented him with a wooden sword.

Silently , he handed it to Damon who accepted.

I turned to look at the human man. His sad eyes were barely open. He struggled to breath and I could

see the fresh bite from last night had hardly healed.

They didn’t have to torture him to prove a point.

I knew this was their way of teaching Damon a lesson but they could have killed him a long time ago

and saved the poor man all of this pain.

I looked at Damon who now looked sad.

“Father-“ he began, his voice soft an apologetic,” what do you want me to do with this, it’s a stake.”

The King took his seat back at the throne,” I want you to stake him like he would us, keeping in mind

the thousands of your ancestors that had been staked at the hands of a human.”

“Damon,” I whispered,” you don’t have to do this, Seth and Isabelle-“

“Shut up,” Damon snapped, his angry gaze now locked with mines,” if it wasn’t for you I wouldn’t be in

this situation in the first place.”

My pained expression turned into one of confusion. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

What did he mean if it wasn’t for me?

I wasn’t the one that forced him to spare the jester.

“What?” I asked, knowing that I wouldn’t get an answer.

“Damon,” the Queen began,” it really isn’t that hard honey. How do you ever expect to be King if you

can’t even punish a mere jester.”

“You aren’t punishing him,” I was surprised at the strong tone of my voice,” you’re using him to teach

Damon a lesson. He didn’t do anything-“

“Shut up!” Damon hissed again.

“Damon, just listen,” I continued,” you won’t be king if you do this, Seth and Isabelle-“

Damon didn’t give a warning before plunging the sharp wooden sword into the heart of the jester. His

blood curdling scream echoed within the walls of the castle as he continued to cry out in pain.

I screamed out with him and felt myself begin to sob endlessly. I suddenly felt like a helpless little girl in

a very bad and scary place. I wanted to run away and hide and sob until I had no more tears.

Damon twisted the sword inside the man and he began to cry out even louder. He fell to the ground

and twitched his body uncontrollably. It was no doubt the most horrid and horrifying thing I have ever

witness in my life.

I watched the hateful look on Damon’s face grow into evil as he called out for the guards.

“Take her to the dungeon,” he demanded.

My eyes widened in panic as I registered the words that came out of his mouth.

“Damon! No, please-“ I started to sob even harder. My hair was now wet and tangled on my face but I

couldn’t reach out to dismiss it because the guards had now held me in their embrace.

“Stop!” I struggled with the men,” let me go, Damon please!”

“You will serve the rest of your time here at the dungeon,” Damon looked at me as if I was someone

that had betrayed him. The soft look in his eyes now drowned by complete evil and I was shocked that I

almost didn’t recognize him.

I looked towards the King and the Queen and the last thing I saw before the guards carried me crying

and kicking trying to get away from their grip was the satisfaction that Damon’s parents now had on

their place.

Almost as if they were proud of their son.

I must have passed out on the way over here because when I woke up, I could hardly see a thing.

My eyes fluttered open and they took a couple seconds to adjust to my surroundings except I couldn’t

see much.

The endless murky adjoining of the cell that the guards had thrown me in caused a sudden panic and I

felt my chest begin to thud.

No, I thought. This can’t be happening now. No!

I struggled to get up and realized that it was because I was weighed down by the metal chains on my

neck.

I tugged and pulled at them, I even trailed my fingers to the every end where they connected to the

hard and wet pavement walls but it was obvious that there was no way on earth I could muster up

enough strength to even loosen them.

“Hello!” I screamed out,”is anybody there?”

The only reply I got was the echoing of my own words.

I screamed out for Damon and prayed that he had at least a slither of kindness in him.

How could I have been so wrong about him?

Maybe he deserved to be betrayed by Isabelle and Seth. Maybe he deserved a lot worse.

I took a few steps forward and reached my hands out in front of me in an attempt to feel anything.

I remembered the electrifying cell gates and quickly pulled my hands back.

I suddenly tripped over something and fell to the hard ground, feeling booth my knees scrape. I let out

a scream at the sudden pain and looked down to what had made me fall.

I couldn’t see much, but I felt something coarse, like clothing. I screamed out when my fingers made

contact with a human face.

The jester.

They had left the dead jester in here with me.

I began to scream hysterically, my body shaking with fear and horror.

I pushed myself back until I was leaning against the cold wall and brought my knees up to my chest.

I sobbed for what could have been hours until I finally passed out again.

I was awaken the sudden sound of rumbling. I struggled to open my eyes and was met by a small

amount of light emitting from a few candles.

I searched for the source of the sound and to my surprise, there stood Damon.

I stood up in a hurry and tried to run towards him but was pulled back by the chain on my neck.

“Damon-“ I began,” you have to get me out of here, please-“

He didn’t say a word. Instead, he fumbled with the lock and opened the doors to the gates. I felt

temporary relief and hoped that he was going to let me out but he didn’t. Instead, he slid a tray of food

towards me and proceeded to lock the gate again.

“Damon, wait,” I felt the panic arise at my throat,” please.”

His eyes met mines and they told me to explain myself.

“I didn’t know the jester would be down here when I found this place,” I began,” I didn’t mean to get you

in any trouble with the King and Queen-“

He began to walk away but I screamed out loud ,” Damon, please! Just listen!”

He stopped again, but this time, facing away from me.

“Seth and Isabelle, they were down here-“

“Don’t you dare mention their names!” He hissed, turning to face me now.

“You don’t understand, they were talking about you,” I struggled to form my sentences,” They want to

de-throne you like they did to Xavier, they have something planned-“

Damon marched towards the cell and looked me straight in my eye.

“What are you talking about,” he spat out.

“Seth and Isabelle, they’re together-“

“I know that!”

“She doesn’t love you Damon!” I realized that I may have never said his name out loud,” she wants to

rule with Seth. They are the ones who told the King about the jester, that’s how he found out! Just like

Xavier and the witch-“

“You don’t know what you’re talking about-“

“I know that they told the King and Queen about Xavier and how he mated with a witch!” My eyes were

almost pleading now and I almost begged him to believe me,” they are planning on doing the same

thing to you, that’s why I’m here, so that I don’t tell you-“

“Why didn’t you say anything before?”

“Because,” I sighed, feeling defeated,” because they said that if I told you, they would kill me.”

Damon was silent for a few minutes.

“Damon?” I whispered.

“I don’t believe a word that comes out of your mouth you filthy human,” he snarled and I felt any hope

that I had shatter like a piece of glass.

No. This is insane. This can’t be happening. No!