The man still didn't seem to want to let go. If a person spoke, there should be a proper answer, but there was no sign of answering where courtesy was thrown.
"I don't know how to ride a horse anyway, so I can't run away even if I leave it alone."
At that time, the mouth of the man who thought he was stuck opened.
"You don't know how to ride a horse?"
"Why is that?"
He let out a sigh of unknown meaning.
"I knew I'd lost my pride, identity, and everything, but I didn't know it was this much."
"Isn't a horse only for those who need it? Why does everyone have to know how to ride a horse?”
The man looking at Rosetta soon found something and raised his hand. He grabbed a handful of Rosetta's hair in his hand. I muttered silently watching it glistening splendidly in my hand.
"…I heard the Basque tribe leader's daughter had light brown hair, but it's more like a golden than a brown one.”
At that moment, Rosetta realized it was her chance to prove she was a fake. At a time when other men are busy working, the interest may be trusted once again. From the previous conversation, I thought he was the most rational person.
"Actually, I....”
Rosetta was in a hurry to bring it up.
"Liga, we're all set!"
One of the men shouted loudly. In that short period of time the tent was completed. In the middle of the tents, a bonfire is blazing.
"Now you can go inside."
The word rang that I never wanted to hear. The reality just around the corner became frightening and weighed down Rosetta. If you're dragged there, you'll be stuck in a terrible situation by that man. I wasn't attached to purity, but I hated it. To be violated in this way was truly terrible.
"Si, no!"
When the man tried to get Rosetta off the horse, Rosetta began to struggle. At last, he grabbed the mane of the horse and hung on desperately.
"I'll never get in there!"
Once again, the loud laughter burst out and the men chatted.
"Liga, the bride must be tough.”
"Let me know if you've changed your mind at least now. I'm the best at taming rough mares."
Rosetta shed tears of anger at the men's jokes that followed.
I've never hated or hated anyone before. But for the first time today, I felt such negative emotions. How can you laugh and laugh at other people's misfortunes?
If I had the strength to myself, I would have stabbed all the men in this position.
Then there was a low whistle. Rosetta's horse suddenly lifted its hind feet and leaned forward.
"Argh!"
Rosetta was stunned and missed the mane she was holding. The man hit her falling off the horse. And was immediately placed on a man's shoulder like a burden.
"Let go! Let go of this!"
Rosetta hit the man on the back with her hand. But her resistance didn't seem to hurt him at all. Holding the struggling Rosetta, the man walked toward the tent with little effort. As soon as he pulled back the tent, a loud voice rang from behind.
"Have a good night!"
Inside the dark tent, a small candle shone and a blanket lay on the floor. The man threw a rosetta there.
"Ouch!"
Rosetta groaned painfully from the impact of hitting the floor but the man didn't care a bit about him. He seemed to listen to the sound outside for a moment and soon bit his lips firmly. Then he turned and came straight to Rosetta.
"Oh, don't come!"
Rosetta recoiled, freaked out. But not long after, his back soon touched the tent. The man came straight up over Rosetta's body, which had nowhere to escape.
"Go away!"
Rosetta resisted him with all her might, but the man's body was too big and strong.
"You filthy savage! Get out of the way!"
The teacher, who taught Rosetta to study from an early age, always emphasized that people and culture are relative and equal. Therefore, people in other countries should not be belittled or blindly criticized for their ways of thinking and customs just because they are inferior to her kingdom.
However, now that I have experienced it, my teacher's words are all wrong. These were nothing but savages, as the nanny said. What's the difference from a beast when you don't even realize it's wrong after all this barbarism?
The man's body weighed heavily on Rosetta. The weight kept Rosetta breathless. He tried pushing his shoulder down with his hand, but the man wouldn't budge from the top like a statue. Rosetta raised her nails this time and scratched them as much as she could. At heart, I wanted to scratch that fine face, but unfortunately, my fingertips only passed by the nape of his neck.
Eventually, a nail was caught and a long red line was drawn on the man's neck. At that moment, the string that tied the man's hair came loose and the long hair spilled down. Despite her hectic schedule, Rosetta was surprised that the man's hair was so long. This is because all the men in the kingdom had neatly cut hair to the back of their necks, so they had never seen a man with such long hair.
The man frowned a little and suddenly turned Rosetta's body upside down. And pressed his back to make him stuck.
"Argh!"
Without realizing it, a loud noise broke out. The man whispered to Rosetta's ears, floundering limbs.
"Yeah, scream louder. To the extent that everyone can hear it outside."
What?
Rosetta's eyes were wide open with shock. Rosetta was stiff and recalled the words that one day her attendants had gathered and whispered. It was about a secret thing that happened at night, and sometimes it was about men who had sadistic tastes. They said that the more women suffer and scream, the more joy they feel when they spend the night. I remember that the conversation ended with the conclusion that such a crazy man should never meet and that if he does, he should avoid him immediately.
But the madman is right behind her back now.
Now there was no screaming. At a time when I was completely frozen with fear, I remembered the dagger that my nanny had given me. Rosetta clenched her teeth. If you're going to die from this lunatic anyway, I won't die alone. As soon as he made that commitment, the man said.
"If you promise to listen to me from now on, I'll let you go."
Rosetta nodded for now. Of course I didn't believe a word he said. As the man drew strength from his hand, Rosetta took his hand with a dagger hidden in his chest. And looked back and swung the dagger straight away.
"Ugh!"
But even before swinging a knife, the man grabbed his wrist. Rosetta screamed and missed the dagger with the strength that seemed to cut off his wrist at any moment.
The dagger fell softly on the blanket without a sound. The man looked down at it and muttered silently.
"I didn't know you'd prepare this..."Yeah, I'd rather say it's good."
The man who was spitting out a similar laugh soon stared at Rosetta. Looking at a single place without a hitch, Rosetta recalled the warning Allen had given.
"He's more ferocious than the demon we've ever seen in the lake."
Now I realize. You shouldn't have wielded weapons in front of such people like this. A clumsy attack is tantamount to suicide. He'll never forgive anyone who tried to kill him.
The man moved slowly to pick up the dagger that fell on the floor. Rosetta shuddered, foreboding what was about to happen. The way he fixed the dagger right, I thought it was all over. The moment I tried to close my eyes.
Too much.
A drop of blood fell on the blanket. The white blanket was stained with blood. But it was not Rosetta's.
"What the..."
Incredibly, the man was cutting his forearm, instead of stabbing Rosetta with the knife.
Rosetta took a sharp breath.
"Gee, what are you doing....”
"Shh!"
The man covered Rosetta's mouth with his big hand. Rosetta struggled and the man whispered in a low voice.
"If you really don't want to work with me, stay put.”
This time I had no choice but to do as he said. The man confirmed Rosetta had become demure and blew out the candle by the bedside with his mouth. My son-in-law quickly went black. When what I saw disappeared, I felt a sign of popularity hanging around outside the tent. Rosetta finally realized that there were eyes watching this place from a while ago.
How much time has passed since then?
The black shadows outside were seen disappearing one by one. The man continued to listen to the signs outside the tent and then pulled out of Rosetta only after confirming that no one was there. Rosetta quickly moved back away. And he glared at the man as hard as he could, fixing his disorganized collar.
It was dark inside, but the faint moonlight from outside the tent distinguished the outline of the man's face. The man's face, shaved with light and shadow, was still only glum.
I couldn't understand the man's behavior a while ago. Why did he put a knife on his body?
"That wound..."
Rosetta's murmur briefly touched the wound on his forearm and then fell. It's a shallow but quite long wound, and he didn't mind at all. There seemed to be no intention of healing.
"Why would you do that....”
"I will return you to your father and tribe in due course."
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