Island of misfit toys

*Dalila* · 06-14-2021, 03:39 PM

Dalila felt her throat and chest squeeze tight with emotion as Siren pressed into her and wrapped her forelegs around her neck, hiding against her with a soft whisper of her name that tore at her heart. It all went against everything she had ever been taught for how she should act, how she should behave around those she served. For once she didn't care. Siren was scared and hurting and all she wanted to do was make her feel better. She slipped her forelegs around Siren as well and held her tight, tucking her head down over Siren's while she closed her eyes tight and desperately tried to think of a way to make all of this right. Dalila knew that she was nothing. She had been born a slave and would always be a slave. No matter how hard she had fought and how many wolves she killed she had ended up failing the first lady she served and she would live with that guilt forever. She refused to fail again and let even a single hair on Siren's head be put out of place. Siren was a princess, too good and pure for this world. Dalila would do anything to make sure it remained that way.

The speckled woman would be more than happy to be the target for all of Chimera's violence and abuse if it meant that Siren would be spared, but she thought about how it might be if something were to happen to her in the process. What if Chimera got too rough and actually hurt her and kept her from being able to properly care for Siren? What if he finally tipped over an edge and killed her instead? Who would be here for Siren then? No, she couldn't let that happen. She very briefly considered trying to leave with Siren to get her away from Chimera once and for all, but she was certain that Chimera would try to track them down and if they were caught it would just end terribly for them both. No, there was really only one solution. She'd have to be replaced, just as Chimera demanded. She imagined having to pull another slave into this mess, having to subject her to the brutality that she would otherwise have to endure, and a guilt twisted in her gut. In a way it felt like she was just deflecting pain away from herself, but as she lifted her head away from the back of Siren's neck and opened her pale blue eyes to look at the smaller woman it felt like it was worth it. Anything for Siren and to keep herself with her.

"We'll figure this out, my lady," she told her softly, squeezing her gently in her arms as she looked down at her with determination that felt weak at best, but she wanted to be the one Siren could count on. Every minute of her life going forward was going to be spent making herself worthy for her princess and making herself better to protect and serve her - to make herself feel like the devotion Siren had shown her wasn't for naught. She had been purchased so it must be possible to find the slave traders she had been purchased from again, right? A pile of furs... Was that all it really took to buy another wolf? That's what Chimera had told them. For a pile of furs she had become his property. Between the two of them they could manage that surely. She tried to give Siren an encouraging smile, hiding her own guilt and fear to comfort her lady.

"Speech"

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