Snippet #1697659

Onatha hated that the woman was disappointed but there was nothing she could do. "I'll find the rest for you." Looking down at the first name on the list Onatha began to stare off past the group. A shrill voice halted her vision."Child!" One of the men, the bored one reached for his sword in response to the voice.

Onatha was horrified as one of the librarians came over to her at the desk. The man pushed his way past the group in front of her. "Child. I should strike you..." As he loomed over her, Onatha's eyes went wide with fear. She scrambled like a frightened field mouse and pushed the chair away from the desk as she could. The action caused the chain to pull tightly at her ankle and almost pulled her off her chair. Her body jerked and she fought to stay seated. Onatha barely registered what is was that he was threatening her for. She was afraid he would strike her and worse yet he would do so in front of the people she was trying to help.

"I...I am sorry...I do not...did not...I..." Onatha's voice was pleading and apologetic. Onatha looked at the people behind the robed man. The man reached for his sword again and Onatha's eyes went wide. "No, it will not happen again. I am sorry. I must have...I will do better." Onatha saw the green haired lady stop the man with the sword. The third person in their party seemed to be taking the whole scene in. Onatha lowered her head, eyes falling to her knees. "Please, it will not happen again." Onatha gripped the sides of her chair.

Onatha could not bring herself to look up. The librarian still loomed over her, she was afraid that he would strike her if she happened to raise her eyes. When had she become so fearful? Being chained in the dark and then tested on will do that. Potentially break a person's spirit. Onatha longed for the man to leave so she could save a bit of her diginity and help these people.