Chapter 51. Slave Train

~Sun-World~

Elena sat quietly in a dimly lit carriage, her head down and her fingers locked. The only illumination in the carriage was thin rays of light passing through the cage-like meshes around the cubic carriage. Three Valtorian soldiers sat in front of Elena, and two others sat beside her, holding the ends of the thick rope that was used to tie her hands.

The carriage, and the train of carriages following behind it, bounced on and off the rocky terrain, their wheels creaking in protest as the slaves in the train murmured quietly among themselves. All the slaves had their hands and legs bound with chains and appeared demoralized, sad, and hopeless. These slaves wore rags for clothes and were barefoot. Some of them were sick with life-threatening diseases, and others just looked exhausted.

One of the soldiers who sat in front of Elena stared at her face silently, his lips curling up into a disgusting smirk as his eyes sparkled with lust and desire. He pushed hi