Chapter 4

My eyes widened as I simply stared at him, at the one who had dared to kiss me. He had killed me and then still, still,he wasn't satisfied! He had to lie to me about my Father being a…a...; I couldn't even fathom the words in my mind. It was just so horrible. I couldn't, wasn't, a half pixie! They were MONSTERS!

"Y-you a-a-are, you are lying!" I finally managed to scream at him, slightly hysterical.

He let out a low, cold chuckle; "If I am lying then why are you so afraid? Weren't you fearless? Full of hatred towards us? Ha! You know I'm right. The only reason you weren't born a full Golden Being was because your mother refused to be gifted, yet she still fulfilled her duty to our superior species and you know what she did too?" His lips spread into a satisfied smirk. "She made your father weaker and fled, so now, with you, I can overtake him and enslave those idiotic humans completely."

My eyes widened involuntarily, he couldn't be serious; he just couldn't. My father was human! My mother would never, she hated pixies more than I did, and she was the one who had taught me of their evil. It was impossible.

That was a month ago, yet it seemed like a lifetime. The time when I was human, when my veins were filled with warm red blood, when I was a virgin, when I still had hope; only a month. I lost my human body so full of flaws, such beautiful flaws. This body didn't have flaws, no; it was beyond beautiful, beyond perfect, beyond human. It pained me, to see that faultlessly lovely face in every mirror I passed, and there were a lot of mirrors, all framed by gold.

Warm golden liquid started to fill my eyes, clouding my sharp vision, making every thing in the golden room an even more golden shade. I hated it, that gold that surrounded me, clung to me, rested on my head, pumped through me and was now forever part of me. The gold trailed down my flawless face and reached my pale pink lips.

"Orlaith"

I wiped the golden tears from my eyes at lightning speed, it didn't matter, I knew he had seen them and I knew he wouldn't care. The only reason he still kept me was to hold onto his precious little crown. I was just another tool in his plan, just another puppet for him to play with and control.

I threw my head around with a hiss, throwing my thick layer of silky auburn hair from my face as I looked him in the eyes with absolute hatred; gold meeting gold. His eyes seemed to almost sparkle with delight at my pain, at my loss.

I hissed again and pulled my body into a crouch, my muscles tightening to pounce, my fingers turning into claws wanting to scratch his eyes out, to rip him to shreds. I did none, as, just when I was about to attack, a young girl was pushed forward, a human girl.

The girl had rich mocha coloured skin and a wild sea of dark curls tumbling around her face, ending just below her shoulders. Her thick eyelashes hid her eyes but even without seeing that they were not gold I knew, I knew that she was not like me, like him. She had flaws, yet they added to her beauty, but flaws nonetheless. Her stomach was slightly rounder than the perfect flat of a pixies, her lips a shade to light and her thighs a touch to wide in comparison to her breast; it was desirable, it was what I had lost.

Her head hung low in a sign of defeat and grief. Fergus, my husband, the almighty pixie king, the creature who had my absolute hate, showing his signature smirk once his eyes met mine. He knew me well enough to know that I hated what he had done to this poor girl, whatever he did this time.

"This is you new slave, don't dare set this one free, I will have the guards watch all exits"

I flashed him in innocent smile.

"Set a slave free? Now why would I do that?" I asked him in an angelic voice, we both knew I was playing dumb to annoy him and he wasn't falling for it. That earned him a nice cold glare; the kind that would torture and kill him as slowly and painfully as possible, if looks could kill. Yeah, if only.

He returned my glare with one of his own which, if I do say so myself, wasn't half as impressive and full of hatred as mine. He then left me and my new slavein peace, closing and locking the iron door.

I once again turned towards the young human girl. She still held her head down; still scared.

"You don't have to be afraid you know; I hate this place as much as you do."

She lifted her eyes and then slowly her head, taking in my flawless features with her dark obsidian eyes. Her dark eyes travelled from the top of my long, silk auburn hair, to my golden eyes and strong, high cheekbones and at last down my perfect nose and light pink lips. Soon her black eyes snapped back up to meet my golden ones.

"I doubt that" She said in a hushed, fearful yet powerful voice.

I smiled, she had no idea. I patted the spot next to me on the oversized golden bed.

"Let me tell you my story before you judge how badly I want to break out, if I had somewhere I could go once I left this hellhole."

She obeyed.

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