Alpha’s Second Chance Mate (Sidonie & Carlyle)

Chapter 97

AMELIA'S POV

“I'm sorry, Queen Mother.” I apologized quickly, knowing the gravity of what I had
done. Under no condition was I to attack someone else or draw my weapon in
her presence without her order. Not even when it was someone as important as
Varef.

Doing that was tantamount to staging a rebellion and the punishment could be
death sometimes. Right then, I knew that I had overstepped my bounds,
succumbing to the heat of the moment and allowing my emotions to cloud my
judgment.

However, in my case, I knew my punishment was not up to that given the cause if
the situation.

“Ah, Da mn you Varef!” I cursed inwardly.

Canthra Minerva was silent as she exchanged glances between I and Varef. The
only thing I could do to ease my nervousness right then was to say something
appealing to her.

“I'm sorry, Queen Mother,” I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper as I
bowed my head in shame. “I know that I have acted in defiance of the rules, and
for that, I am truly sorry.”

The Queen Mother regarded me with a steady gaze, her expression unreadable
as she weighed my words with careful consideration. I could feel the weight of
her judgment bearing down upon me as each moment stretched out into eternity
as I waited for her response.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she spoke, her voice grave but not unkind.
“Your actions were reckless, Amanda,” she said. “But I understand that acting out
of a desire to protect yourself.”

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I felt a surge of relief wash over me at her words, grateful for her understanding
and forgiveness. But even as I breathed a sigh of relief, I knew that I could not
afford to repeat my mistake in the future.

“I will accept whatever punishment you deem fit, Queen Mother,” I said. “I know
that I must be held accountable for my actions, and I am prepared to face the
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The Queen Mother nodded, her expression softening with compassion.

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“That's a good one, Amanda,” he said, her tone gentle but firm. “Your punishment
will be decided in due time. Or, why don’t you go the punishment of seven

tak strikes.”

Wait, what? My eyes widened but I quickly composed myself. Who was I to say a
word against her?

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“What do you think Varef?” She directed her gaze to him. Varef might not want
me to have peace of mind, but he definitely didn’t want the punishment of seven
strikes for me. Here I was thinking that I had being pardoned for my misdeed.
Never in my wildest imagination did I ever think of Canthra Minerva suggesting
that.

“Isn't that a bit too much?” Varef responded with a shaky voice, his head lowered.
“Is it, Amanda?” Canthra Minerva asked and I knew I had no choice but to
answer positively.

“No, Queen mother. It isn’t. Your decisions are worthy and right” I answered.
“Exactly! You see, Varef, I doubt if the punishment is really one. It should be a
stepping stone for her to accomplish her mission. Don’t you think?”

Then, I raised my head to glance at her and so did Varef. What was she talking
about? What did she mean?

“In life, there are two emotions that could easily get to a being, that could make
them easily approachable and vulnerable. Fear and empathy. It now depends on
how you use them.” She said and I nodded even though I wasn't sure if her intent
was whay I was thinking about.

“Fix the puzzles. Now, get ready for the punishment.” She ordered.

Oh, goddess! What have I gotten into? Why does it have to be me?

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As I made my way to the punishment
grounds, a sense of dread settled

over me like a heavy cloak, weighing

me down with its suffocating

presence. The punishment of seven
strikes was one of the most feared

and dreaded punishments among the
Canthrastras, reserved for only the

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“Though, we're not on good terms, I never wished this for you. I never wanted to
see you hurt this way. I'm sorry.” Varef uttered as he walked past me in a jiffy.
That was the sincerest word I heard from him in a while.

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As I arrived at the punishment area, I

was met with a solemn silence that

hung thick in the air, broken only by

the sound of my own footsteps

echoing off the stone walls. The
punishment ground was a terrible

place, with rows of wooden posts

lining the perimeter, each one with
different punishing instrument used

to inflict pain specifically on our

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I stood at the center of the grounds,

my heart pounding in my chest as I
awaited the arrival of the executioner.

The punishment of seven strikes was

a brutal and merciless ordeal,

designed to inflict maximum pain

and suffering upon the offender as a
deterrent to future misconduct. I

would be struck seven times with a

metal chain made of special

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Soon, the executioner appeared, a grim-faced Canthrastra with a heavy metal
chain in his hand. His eyes bore into mine with an intensity that sent a shiver
down my spine and his expression was devoid of mercy or compassion.

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Without a word, he approached me. His footsteps echoed ominously in the
silence as he raised the chain high above his head. And then, with a swift and
brutal motion, he brought it down upon my exposed back, the force of the blow
sending a searing jolt of pain coursing through my body.

I bit back a cry of agony as the first strike landed, my muscles tensing in
anticipation of the next blow. Again and again, the chain descended upon me
with unrelenting force, each strike sending waves of pain radiating through every
fiber of my being.

By the time the seventh and final strike fell, I was gasping for breath, my body
wracked with pain and exhaustion. I collapsed to the ground, my limbs trembling
with the effort of holding myself upright as I struggled to regain my composure.
As I lay there, battered, bloodied and bruised, I couldn’t help but wonder what the
queen mother had in mind to punish me this way.

“Oh no! Amelia! This can’t be.” I heard Kyla’s voice before I succumbed to
darkness. At least, I had someone that cared about me.