Over the few years since Kiya’s arrival, there was a period of peace where the killings ceased for a bit, with the countess leaving for every few other week on collection of girls from other towns in her region. During the absences, the women were happier knowing their lives were prolonged a bit longer. A mild celebration in those that had birthdays as well as collecting the remains and going out into the woods to bury or burn the bodies in reverence.
Long gotten use to walking on eggshells around the Blood countess, and knowing the time is limited, depending on how they treat the Countess herself, by obeying every word.
Kiya and her mother Runa settled into their routines, Kiya becoming more adept in the kitchen and maintaining a certain level of order, while her mother took over the in charge maids in the above keep. The peace was kept, but they were kept tabs on by advisors or people that were close to The Countess, and when word started getting back that the women were “happy” by these tyrant people in the castle. Elizabeth was far from happy about it, and for it, when she returned, she had organized that there be a new banquet and party for celebration of her return.
Kiya and her mother were brought to the surface, and under a disguise of good faith, The Countess had taken Kiya to let her have fun, along with Runa, it was a celebration after all, and through it, the night was peaceful. The other women around were weary of The Countess’ generosity, even at the ushering of the other upper hand keep.
The new women were introduced to the way of life while the celebrations went on. The uneasiness that the older women that were brought in felt soon wore off and were led into that false sense of security. The night itself was almost ebbing off the cruelty that the castle hides in it’s ivory walls.
Kiya and Runa were led down hallways back to the main floor itself by the Countess and fear started to creep into Runa as she see’s the men they’ve come to know as executioners appear. Runa instantly stands in front of her daughter, and starts moving backwards pushing her to a corner where she holds her position to protect her.
The men start taking random young girls that were brought up for the celebration and slaughtered before their eyes creating a blood bath in the middle of a once ivory marble floor.Screams were heard as people realized that this was a death trap, and the people that were brought into that room were all old servants. Kiya and Runa started to move back more and when one of the men tries to separate them, Elizabeth barks an order to leave the younger one, but to grab Runa. Elizabeth giving the men keen glares to not harm Kiya for now.
Realization set in heavily at what those words meant, and Kiya holds onto her mother firm, only to be pulled back and held away. Her arms was held behind her back and her senses were knocked with a shake from the man behind her. Kiya’s eyes widen when she sees Elizabeth in front of Runa and with a sword, she raises the sword and with the blade pointed, The countess runs it through her chest. Runa lets out a scream of pain, and stares in disbelief, but that doesn’t stop there. Elizabeth repeats this, piercing the woman more times than they can be counted.
When Runa falls limp, is when she is dropped like a ragdoll, and when Kiya is let go of. Kiya instantly runs over to her and buries her face into her mother’s chest and fresh sobs could be heard as she cries. There was no comfort for her, and Elizabeth made sure that she wouldn’t find any in her keep. The countess made a point to kick Kiya in her back and barks an order to clean up the blood.
Kiya looks up to see she is the only one left alive in that room, and understands fully that this was to rip apart her being. Regretful she does as she is ordered, starting with her mother and taking care to clean up her blood first above every other person that was dead. The night was long and by the time she returned down to the lower levels a “gift” was left for her on the straw cot, Elizabeth after getting the bodies taken out, ordered Runa’s head to be left for Kiya as a comfort.
Kiya places a cloth over the head, and one of the guards that takes sympathy over what happened, goes out of his way to collect the remains and cremates them with the others.
Days had passed since Kiya's mother's death, and the mourning wasn't easy, she is vigorously taunted by Elizabeth. In the day that followed the death, Kiya was brought up to the banquet room and made to clean it over till it was spotless, and if she did horribly she received beatings for it. Some of the beatings hard enough to break a rib or two, leaving her doubled over in private. The other women faired worse some she never saw again, Seline being one of them, she was used in one of the rituals the woman uses to keep herself rejuvenated and young. The foreign and more intricate they looked, the better.
Kiya bounces back from the inner turmoil, and instead of letting Elizabeth see her defeated, she holds her ground and an untouchable approach, as if she was guarded alone or her will was unbending to The Countess, such a thing left the woman perplexed. Elizabeth loved to see her servants broken and in shattered states of mind, none of them would oppose her, and she loved the look of fear in their eyes as she tore their skin.
Elizabeth had taken the last bit of dignity so far Kiya held, and she wouldn’t subject her to the men of the castle otherwise she was useless to her as a virgin needed. She was waiting for the right time, needing her to “ripen” in age to see if she would provide her with a good youthful look or ugly like the last few young girls were. The ones she had snared when they were young, did not age to her eyes, and were mercilessly executed as a result, and fed to wolves.
It was during the summer peaks in 1609 that Elizabeth starts noticing the odd beauty that comes from the Norwegian blood girl. From sleek dark hair, to a pale complexion due to lack of sunlight, soot that covered her face did not take away from her appearance, but it was those eyes, mesmerizing green and seemed to stare through her soul. Those eyes alone would hold fire as they glared at her, and she knew Kiya was glaring at her ever since Runa’s death, and with her also the cause of her father’s death.
Elizabeth puts Kiya on a specific diet from her last birthdate to sweeten up her blood and make sure she is healthy, Kiya accepts it as a means to eat healthy and instead of being beaten daily she is now placed into the higher chambers like special selected women are before they’re used in rituals. Kiya knows of this, but is not in a position to fight back. At least she doesn’t intend to make it look that way on surface glance.