Chained. The reason why these children were not be able to walk faster was because their feet and hands were chained.
Iris couldn’t see it from afar, because the chain was very thin, but it was very tight, it bit against their skin. More so, with this dark sky, it was hard to see.
From closer look, you would be able to tell that the length of the chain between their ankles were enough for them to take a small step, while their hands were tied together.
Young children were crying because they were hungry, thirsty, tired and in pain. Those, who were slightly older tried to comfort them, but Lou’s men raised their whip, ready to lash them.
Iris was stunned, her body stiffed when she saw the whip. It reminded her of how Mason used to do that to her, but a muffled cry from the child snapped her out of it when the whip left a deep wound on his skin and blood oozed out.
"Don’t you dare to do that again!" Iris shouted at the man, who was ready to lash the child again, so he would keep walking. The child must be not older than nine years old and he curled his body on the ground, very exhausted to walk and cry.
The man gave Iris a nasty look, but he immediately lowered his head when he met her eyes. There was something in the way this luna carried herself that demanded respect from them, instilled fear in their bones. However, they couldn’t figure out why they felt that way about this woman, who was not taller than their shoulders.
Even Dean and Pax felt scared of their luna.
"Luna Iris, you need to go back to your carriage, so we can continue. What you are doing right now will only delay us." The man still didn’t look at Iris when he spoke.
Ignoring what he was saying, Iris went to the child and check his condition. She felt like she was going to cry and kill Lou at the same time to see the wound that the little one sustained, he must have been whipped a few times before Iris stopped it.
"Bring me water," Iris said, her voice was eerily calm, but tears blurred her vision, she was trying her hardest not to cry and have a meltdown. The sight of this poor little boy set turmoil in her heart. Her emotions were very overwhelming.
Dean immediately fetch a waterskin for Iris, where she cradled the little boy in her arms, kneeling down, she couldn’t care less how the dusty ground ruined her dress, or how the filthy boy would dirty her.
"Here, drink slowly..." Iris coaxed him to drink the water, but he would cough and spit the water, which further soiled Iris’s dress, but the luna didn’t seem to worry about it at all, her main focus was on the little boy.
"So- sorry... I am sorry..." the little one apologized in a very small and weak voice and if Iris couldn’t read his lips, she wouldn’t be able to tell what he was saying.
It felt close to home. She used to apologize for everything too, no matter what it was. How scared she was for doing something wrong.
"It’s okay... slowly..." Iris cradled the boy with one hand, while her other hand healed the wound on his back. He was a shifter, but his healing ability had not yet developed well and more so, he was malnourished, where it made his wounds healed very slow.
Everyone gasped when they saw little light, like fireflies exuded from Iris’s body, the sight was fascinating, especially under the dark sky, where you could see how bright she was.
The little light floated in the air and seeped through the little boy’s body, slowly healed his wounds.
Lou’s men took a step back, because they had never seen this kind of magic and not to mention their initial fear when they confronted Iris to go back to her carriage, while Dean and Pax watched their luna in admiration. She was very powerful and they had to admit that.
A girl among the children raised her hand and a light perched on her finger, she opened her eyes widely when it seeped into her skin and her painful parched fingers healed. They had to work with their hands, so you could see how it destroyed their little fingers. Their nails were broken and their skin were so dry and dirty.
"Oh..." That little girl raised her hands even more and wanted to catch another light, while the other, who saw this were stunned and immediately followed what she was doing, afraid they couldn’t get these beautiful lights, knowing how it could heal their pain.
In a matter of second, these children went out of their lines, which made the men, who had to keep them in line roared angrily, they shouted at them to go back to their place.
Scared, all of the children whimpered and stayed still. Their fear to these men was greater than their desired to not feel pain, because they could inflict more pain on them if they didn’t listen to their warning.
Iris watched what they did to the children with anger in her eyes, but she responded in different way, as she focused on her power, tuning her inner energy with her surroundings.
This time, those little lights like fireflies surrounded them, it multiplied in number, floated in the air and seeped into their body, invigorated them and healed their wounds, wrapped them with so much warm, blanketed them gently. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
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