DRAGONBORN SORCERER-Chapter 34: Atonement Of Royalty: Is it really Repentance? [R18]
While keeping her mind clear and free of doubts, Rose stepped forward— her body entirely naked, exposing the blooms of her youth.
Even at her age, her figure, her posture even the curve of her breasts and neck, were stunningly mesmerizing, and radiated with divine glow inside the atonement sanctuary. As if the whole atmosphere was created just to deepen her beauty— her attractive glamour.
The other priests and nuns accompanied her, their hands holding the green magic circles, and they whispered enchantments only they could hear.
"This is holy magic." Father Fredric said as he led her towards the pool of holy water, "Your soul will receive the essence of holiness every second, as long as your repentance will be in motion— until you successfully atone for your deeds."
"I understand, Father Fredric." She replied in a low voice.
"Now then." Father Fredric halted. He gave her the way, outstretching his hands towards the water, "Let your body soak in this holy water. It will help your sins to wash away. Thus you must drenched every bit of your body, even the tip of your hair shall soak in the water, or else you shall not be freed from the sins."
Rose nodded. The fire was still burning in her eyes. She forwarded slowly. The priest and the nuns, surrounded the pool from outside. Only Rose walked on the stairs to the pool.
The skin of her leg touched the water. A cold sensation surged through her entire body. It was cold, and felt different. However, she did not stop. Her legs sank in the water, then her belly, then chest and finally her face and the rest of her body. Everything was under the water.
During the situation, another huge green magic circle cover the pool of holy water, purifying the water as it shined. the light was intense. The high priest, Father Fredric’s eyes sparkled in the light. Even the others seemed honoured by witnessing the divine purification.
’The water...’ Rose thought, sinking under water, ’It feels warm now, and... salty.’
Nearly after half a minute, her head came out of the water. Her body still remained, and she breathed heavily. The water on her face, dropped pooling at her chin, her lips dithering, her eyes shaking, her cheeks reddening.
"It shall be enough." Father Fredric said as he glanced at her, "You may now come out. Your atonement will now begin."
Rose came out of the water following the other side, water still dripping from her body. Her entire body was soaked. Even the her hair was soaked, which stick to her back as if glued.
"Go and stand on the pedestal." Father Fredric guided her, marking the golden pedestal.
Rose followed his guidance without hesitation. Now her naked, soaked, mesmerizing body, stood on the pedestal, showing her secret parts. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎
Her breathe became soft, her cheeks burning red, her body a little shy, exposing herself to all present there. Yet, a sense of reassuring took over he mind, easing her embarrassments.
’It should be fine.’ She thought, rising her face towards the priests, ’I am receiving the judgement of the divinity. I should not be embarrassed about it.’
The sensation she felt, soon replaced by her faith. It seemed she was devoting her body and soul to the Goddess of Creation. And the embarrassment, the shyness she felt while exposing herself, were nothing but a hindrance, preventing her from atoning. Thus, they seemed now meaningless to her.
"What shall I do next, Father?" She asked, ignoring all of her thoughts which seemed meaningless.
"Just stand still." Father Fredric spoke, a smile of assurance on his face, "We shall now commence."
With that, two nuns, who previously told Rose to undo her cloths, reappeared. They took the golden shackles. Then, they enclosed the shackles on her both wrist, both ankle and one in her neck.
’This is how I shall atone?’ Rose thought, yet again, rather than questioning whether it was right or wrong, she let them do what the desired. It was another thought that remained in her mind, ’I must remain calm and must follow them.’
The ending of the shackles were connected to the holy circles that was cast by the other priest while enchanting their secret phase. The shackles supplied the holy or rather recovery essence in advance to what was yet to come.
The two nuns taking their position, cast yellow magic circles above Rose. The circles bore sparkling of lightning, and undoubtedly, it was thunder magic.
As they enchanted whisperingly, a sudden lightning struck right on her head. The intense lightning continue pouring on the body of that young princess, creating an intense pain within her.
Her body was glowing in the light. Her hair, her skin, her flesh even her bones, distorted unimaginably. Yet her senses remained sharp, and was able to experience the pain entirely.
The holy magic, cascading through the shackles served the purpose of keeping her alive while making her suffering all the pains.
After a moment, the thunder stopped. Her body evaporated smoke as it was completely burned. Her skin was shattered, so as her flesh, even her teeth. Her body was still emitting sparkles of thunder, indicating that it was still in effect.
’What is this....’ Rose’s condition was worse yet she was still able to feel— to sense all those, ’Is this how one atone for their sins?’ the question raised, yet soon replaced, ’Then I must endure, till the last of it. I shall not let my faith to falter.’
Soon, her body started healing. Her skin regenerated. Her teeth reshaped. Her face became how it was before—sweet and radiating. Her entre body became normal again— only to go through the same experience again.
For long three hours, it continued. For the long three hours, she kept enduring. For long three hours, she did not scream and prayed every moment to atone for her deeds, blindly.
During this time period, her skin was roasted with thunder about a hundred time, and each time, her body was regenerated, recovered and healed over and over by the holy magic. The water soaking her body, evaporated each time, yet each time it appears again, enveloping her skin.
"The first purification— Purification of Body—has now completed." The high priest remarked with a satisfaction, "Now we shall proceed to purify your blood."
Rose saw the two nuns, now with whips on their ands. Each whip was black, and polished inseparable broken glass— sharp and solid.
Her eyes were still burning in determination. She was prepared, regardless of the difficulty. She would endure it.
the slap of the whip came with a swift and ruthless motion, striking her back with a loud crack. It made a deep wound that seemed to linger forever. But as soon as the blood started dropping, the holy magic again healed it, leaving no trace of the wound.
The second slap came, and ’Uhh’ sound was about to came out of her mouth, but Rose held it against her crackling teeth, her eyes, now filled with tears. No matter, how much on can endure, everyone has a limit.
’I must defy my limitation.’ Yet somehow her will remain unshaken, ’I must endure it for I’m a failure, who let the goddess’s expectation to go in vein. So I must...’
Another strike came, cracking her back wide open. Her flesh shattered and the pain tormented her. Her soul was about to leave her body in pain, but the holy magic was in effect.
She did not die, and continued feeling the pain— the torment, that was breaking her will little by little. The strike came one after another, without proper time to fully heal her wounds. They stroke on the wounds, making it even more deep. And then...
"ARGHHHHHH!!!!!"
With the nineteenth strike of the whip, finally a screamed roared through the entire sanctuary, ecohed through the walls.
Rose’s condition was pitiful. Her body shivered. Her saliva drooling out, her body hanging in the shackles, and blood pouring out on the floor.
The twentieth strike.....
"ARGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
The sound felt melody in Fredric’s ears as he let it coming more.
More they strike her body with the whips, more the sound of her suffering came out.
’What’s happening?’ She thought, ’The thunder was more effective, but I managed to hold my screaming. They I cannot do that now...’
Her mind was tangling with thoughts, twisting with pains. She could not help but to scream even more. After all, she was girl no more than thirteen years.
"Worry not, my child." Fredric said, "Let your screams out. The more you scream the more your sins leave your body."
Her eyes was unimaginably shaking, yet she somehow managed to raise her face only to glance at Fredric.
"Fa...ther...!!" she stammered, "ARGHHHH!!" another strike came.
With her screaming and torments, the nuns delivered the final strike— the thousand ones. The torments— it was indescribable. No soul could ever be able to withstand so many. Yet she did, just like her mother in the past.
Her mother once, went through the same atonement, or rather torture. Rose, now stood in the same positions as her. Her body was entirely recovered as well. The physical pain might have vanished, but the mental pain remained.
However, Rose drank those pain like a divine gift. And looked at the high priest for him to explain about the final purification.
"O my~" he murmured in sweet voice, "You are indeed chosen by the goddess as you have endure all of them."
The shackles were undone. Rose, with her naked body, shivered and tried to reach the Father.
"Yes.. Fa..ther." her voice still on pain, "I have endured. What now...."
Her naked body fell in Fredric’s lap. He gently, touching through her soft skin, look at her, with his sinister smile that felt divine to Rose.
She could feel the sensation, the warmth pressing gently against her breast and against her down-belly, her skin poking by Fredric’s fingers, her lips adored by him, Even the tears wiping by his fingers. She could feel the warmth generating all over her body.
"Now, then shall we proceed the next, purification— the Purification of Mind."
The other priests and nuns remained a their positon. Only Fredric, holding Rose in his lap, began to walk towards the corner of the sanctuary— towards where a small door was opened towards a divine light.
