THE Knight's Hidden Princess
Chapter 179: Hold On Tight Princess

Chapter 179: Hold On Tight Princess

DAHLIA POV

The whole place grew silent at my command. The only sound that could be heard was that of the wind blowing harshly in my face as if trying to warn me to get back in line. But I already spoke up and it may not have been the brightest idea based on the way everyone was staring at me. The man dragging the girl too eyed me up and down, a hard look on his face as if daring me to say that again. I should have kept my head low, which would have been the logical thing to do but there was no way that I was going to allow him to beat a child.

I stepped forward, "Let her go!"

The soldier released a loud laughter, before he paused and stared at me. "So wait, you are serious?" He asked as he stared at me. "Oh gods above, you are serious!" The soldier answered his own question when I didn’t response.

Snorting, he grabbed the girl and shoved her backwards. The girl fell face into the snow before she stood up and scrambled away from the soldier. She disappeared into the crowd that had gathered leaving me alone to face the soldier.

"Grab her!" He pointed at me.

Two soldiers wasted no time in grabbing me and shoving me to the ground in front of the soldier. I didn’t bother to put up much of a fight as I collapsed into the snow. I showed submission but I still glared at the soldier who lifted my head with the handle of his whip.

"Is there any reason you decided to put yourself danger by being stupid?" He asked me.

I shrugged in response as I stared at him, "Is there any reason you decide to beat a little girl for no reason or do you just have a fetish for things like that?"

The soldiers lips pulled into a cruel smirk, "Ah, I see you are just being stupid then!" He said before he leaned in close to me, "By the way, the only thing I have a fetish for is making a princess bleed or is it former now?" He asked, his voice dropping into a whisper as he stared at me.

I glared at him with anger watching as his face pulled into a smirk as he stared me down. I wanted to wipe that smirk off his face and so I did. Rearing my head backwards, I slammed it into his face. The crunch of his nose breaking was satisfying along with the curses he rattled off in his dialect.

"Fucking bitch!" He snarled holding his nose which was now bleeding.

It was my turn to smirk at him, "Who is bleeding now, you evil bastard?" I said with a grin.

The soldier snarled as he glared at the soldiers who were holding me. "Take her to the poles and hold her down!"

I was suddenly dragged back to my feet as I was being dragged towards the poles which were stationed at the entrance to the prison. The men moved forward and chained my wrists towards the poles. I heard the crack of the whip before it landed on my skin.

My eyes widened and I stumbled forward at the searing pain that suddenly sliced across my back. A hiss escaped me but I swallowed down the scream. I clenched my jaw so hard that I thought my teeth would snap. The soldier didn’t even give me any chance to recover before he cracked the whip again and a bolt of fire seared over my skin.

This time around a whimper escaped my lips but still I squared my shoulders as I stared straight ahead. I would not reward him by screaming, that was what he wanted and I was not going to make him happier. What he wanted was my screams, my tears, me begging and completely broken in front of them, too bad I wasn’t going to give it to him.

The soldier seemed frustrated with my response because he stopped hitting me. "No, no, this isn’t right." He said, "You are supposed to count, we are going to hundred lashings, right princess?" He spoke the word out and I heard a loud murmur from the crowd.

I couldn’t tell what they were more surprised about. The fact that the man had thrown my title around without care or the fact that he just increased the lashings from fifty to hundred. I knew I was worried about the increase in the lashings.

Fifty, I might have been able to survive it but a hundred? I do not think that I can survive that one!

As if to prove my point, I heard another crack just as a burning out pain landed on my back, cutting my skin. I couldn’t resist, I screamed a little as I stumbled forward but I was yanked back by the chain.

Fucking hell! That hurts! I thought as I released a shaky breath but there was no time to recover. Another crack sounded in the night air and this time around, I screamed out loud.

"Oh dear, I thought I told you to count." The soldier said and I could hear the smugness in his tone, "Or are you too tired for it? Don’t worry then, I have just someone who will help with you with it." He said as he turned to look at the crowd.

I turned my head only to see another soldier drag the little girl who had stolen by her collar. She struggled against the man but her small framed stature was no match for the brute of a man who was dragging her.

The soldier with the whip turned to look at me, "So here’s how it’s going to go," He said as he walked forward, "For every strike, she is going to count. If you stumble or you scream, she starts again from the beginning."

"And what if I refuse?" The girl asked the soldier looking at him in the eye and honestly, I admired her bravery.

"Well, why you both die of course." He responded before he told me to look back at me, "So I suggest you hold on tight princess!"

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