- Good my future pallaki!- The old woman praised me.
I abandoned my thoughts when a majestic castle ornamented in a variety shades of brown and gray deriving from union of the innumerable wood amount and marble used to build that manor house rised in front of me.
A lot of Mor soldiers were around the castle and a log red carpet was resting on the ground creating behind the soldiers, the snow and the black stones a passageway towards the solid marble door.
I walked slowly among the men wearing black and boasting their golden swords.
Next to the big door the Igietis Cezare was waiting me. His black hair was brushed and his mantle was as red as the blood pounding through my varicose veins.
Step by step I was getting closer him, Cezare was too serious it seemed that the of his eyes was ice.
- Are you ready Kristma?
- Yes sir.
- Get your cape. -Cezare hand me the white cape with expressing a deep disdain in his face- Don't say anything stupid! You gonna meet your master, If I were you I'd lean to keep the mouth closed!
I ignored his words and focused on my cape.
- You are lucky Kristma... Your master is a...
- Iudex. I know it...
- Shut your mouth your slut! If I were your master I would punish your for this! I hope your master know how to control you...
And once again I ignored him.
From the day when I arrived here he treats me like this. I was always the impulsive, the liar, the rebel, the dummy.... In another words... I was the big snake of this colony! But I never understood why...
The door opened quietly revealing a long and fancy hall.
There was an warm wind whispering gently between the golden chandeliers hanging on the ceiling.
- Come on Kristma of Douleia! - Igietis Cezare said harshly and I obeyed in silence.
We entered the castle, Igietis Cezare was by my side as inflexible as a mountain.
I lived here for years supposing my father just abandoned me and dropped me out forever but now I realized that he did worse! He sold me as if I were a cow!
For two seconds my mind figured out the perfect plan to escape but the reality called me back making me remember that I was a futurepallaki and according the law all future pallakis who leave the pallaki ceremony are decapitated.
A sad melody filled my ears, it was the first part of that ritual.
Suddenly, a big party room emerged in my field of view. Some golden chandeliers were adorning that room. The floor was black and the walls were covered with golden leaves. It a caricature attempt to replicate the lost forest of Tecnus. The mystical world that only existed in the kids stores that my mom used tell me before bed.