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Sub Rosa
By : LdyKiram
Category: A through F > Bible
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Disclaimer: I do not own the Bible or any part of it, I only own any characters I make up, the plot, and any alternate events in this story. This is purely fan-made, I make no profit from it.(Nor do I own the Hebrew lullaby '*Numi Numi')
Genre(s): Romance, Humor, Faction, Drama, Action, War, Adventure, and Fantasy.

.Prologue.
-Jerusalem-
"*Numi, numi yaldati, Numi, numi, nim... Numi, numi k'tanati...Numi, numi, nim.
Aba halach la'avoda - Halach, halach Abera. Yashuv im tzeit halevana - Yavi lach matana...
Numi, numi..."
I smiled.
She's asleep.
The smile I have vanishes. Why? Because I am giving up my precious daughter, so she may be free from the mistakes I've made.
I'll miss her smiles. Her laughs. Her needing me. Wanting me. Her beautiful golden brown curls, almost like honey spun so perfectly with rays of the sun. Those blessed eyes. But I will do anything to keep her from them. Even if it means, never seeing her grow up into a beautiful woman and wife. I place my sleeping daughter in the cart that is to be dragged with the mule. I make sure the blanket keeps her warm and I pray to God she be kept safe and sound from bandits and wild animals.
My Lord, forgive me, but I can no longer protect her, if I cannot protect myself. I stare at the fading marks on my arms; this is not the life for her. One where our people will taunt and judge her, for my actions. To be treated no better than one of the animals.
I command the mule so it will leave before the sun rises and the townsfolk wonder why I was out here so early. I watched, in tears.
My dear Kitra, may the Lord bless you and watch over you.
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Three of the women laughed and giggled. They were leaving the Holy City, heading back to their hometown, Cana. As usual, it was a wonderful event. The men were walking a few paces ahead, trying to avoid the women's conversation.
"I can't wait to go back again!" shouted the middle daughter, smiling.
"Yes, yes, now calm down my dear. You need to save your energy for the trip." reminded her mother.
"Yes, mother." She spoke.
They chose to travel at night to avoid the heat of the sun. Plus the dangers of being robbed were slightly higher in the daytime, as they could be spotted easily. There were only three men and four women. Two of the women and one of the men were barely of age. One of the daughters was betrothed to a younger man ahead of them. The other man was the father of the children.
The older woman and man, kept things calm between the groups, as they chatted amongst themselves. The youngest—only about nine years old—spotted a stray animal traveling with them. "Ima! Ima!" She shouted and pointed, but her mother shushed her.
Her sister older by a year looked in the direction she pointed in, "there's an animal over there." She said.
The mother and eldest daughter looked to the right of them. Indeed, a lone mule carrying a small cart walked by itself. There was no one with it, in front of it or even behind it. It was like it was abandoned.
"The animal is probably lost…"explained the eldest daughter.
The men turned around. The women had stopped walking and were all gazing at something. "We need to go, women!" yelled the husband and father. He did not want to be behind schedule.
The wife nodded, "Listen to your father, we need—" She noticed a child missing.
"Alitzah?" The wife glanced around, "Alitzah!" She spotted her going toward the mule, "Alitzah! Come back here!" The woman went after her child, as did the others. The father especially hurried over. Who knew what could happen? It could be a trap.
Alitzah already there, poked around the mule. She grabbed the ropes it had on its neck, stopping it. The young girl proceeded to snoop, regardless of her parents warning. It was faint, but she heard a sound coming from the cart. Alitzah, hurried over but before she could lift the sheet, her father grabbed her. Alitzah's brothers quickly inspected the area, making sure no thieves were around after them.
No one was there.
"But...Abi?" Alitzah said quietly.
"You do not wander off on your own! Do you understand!" he told her, trying not to yell.
Alitzah's lips quivered as if she was going to cry. Her mother, Adara, and sisters, Elianna and Bira, sighed in relief that she was safe. Alitzah's brother, Chasin and Elianna's soon to be husband, Tze'el, took the daughters back to their belongings so they could continue on.
"Eri…"
He looked back at his wife. "Let's go, Adara." He watched as she peeked into the cart, and then covered her mouth with her hands. Eri walked over to her and glanced in the cart as well. There, a scared child—no more than four—hid underneath the wool blanket. Eri uncovered the child. She had tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Who leaves a child out here?" Eri questioned.
Adara went to pick up the child, but she smacked her hand away. "Not mama, not mama!" she cried.
The child was dirty and had old and worn clothing on. Adara looked at her husband. "We cannot leave her out here."
"But—"
"Eri, the Lord sent her to us, we cannot leave her!" Adara claimed. She went back to the child. "Little one, what is your name?" The girl didn't answer, Adara smile, "if you tell us, we can help you find your mother," she added. This sparked the child's interest.
"…K-kitr-a." She whispered.
"Kitra, do you want to come with us, until we find your mother." Adara asked, trying to make the girl comfortable.
Kitra nodded. Adara smiled. Eri grabbed the mule, and like that they had an extra person with them.
~.~.~.~.~
.Eight Years Later.
-Cana-
"Kitra! Would you hurry we need to go!" Alitzah yelled.
Nothing.
Alitzah rolled her brown eyes, supporting the two year old boy on her hips, mindful of her enlarged belly. "Kitra! It's a mikveh, not a spring!" The teen huffed and peeked in the area, carefully keeping her light brown cotton dress clear of the water. Her toddler son held on tight to the brown sash on her shoulder that went across her pregnant figure. "Ki—"
Out of nowhere, the young girl jumped from underneath the water and splashed her sister. Kitra laughed. "Got you, sister!" she giggled, wiping the water from her face.
Alitzah frowned and set her son down. "This is no times for games, Kitra. You know mother is working hard on this."
Kitra splashed more water, "I didn't ask her to…"
"No, but you have to, you're a woman and-"
"I don't want to!" Kitra shouted, her voice echoing a bit. "You didn't either."
Alitzah wiped the bits of water from her black thick hair, before putting the mitpachath back on her head. "Aside the point, I love my husband and we have a beautiful son and another coming soon. Do you not want the joys of becoming a wife and mother?" she asked her younger sister, helping her out of the water and drying her off. Then handed her a linen white undergarment to put on.
"Maybe, but….I just don't want to right now." Kitra explained. She slipped the white-ish material on to her half-dried body before putting on her light blue kethoneth, it used to be Alitzah's at one point in time.
Alitzah couldn't grasp her sister's views, how could she not want a family?
"It's part of God's plan, dear sister." she reminded Kitra. Picking up her son, who was about to wander into the streets.
The girl sighed, "Well God's plan can just b-"
"Do not speak such blasphemy!" Alitzah cut her sister off. Roughing putting her hair in a wet bun before leaving. Quickly, Kitra slipped on her sandals.
Kitra rolled her eyes but listened to her sister. When they finished, both girls went to their parent's home. The sun had its rays spread bright and heated the land. Along the way, they walked pass various people of Cana. Most of them were working; building new homes or fixing up damages. A few groups hanging around were travelers waiting for someone to offer them to stay over for the night. A few women glanced over and greeted us, politely we greeted them back. As usual the men ignore us; it was natural, men did not speak to women in public. From a few homes they could smell that a few were preparing meals for lunch. Then afterwards, they have to get ready for dinner. Meals here were simple either grains, fruits, or whatever they could get fresh. Like milk, cheese, and sometimes if they were lucky, there was yogurt. But that's it was like for Kitra's family.
Most of these homes were the same, build with material commonly found around here like wood, balsat, limestones, and regular stones. Then there were mixtures of earth, ash, and chalk. Not to mention the mud mixtures that helped keep water out and kept families warm during the nights and a little cooler during the days. The windows were limited and small and narrow on the outside but wide on the inside, to let in the sun in the mornings. They reached their home, as they walked inside they heard their mother and sister talking about the harvest and about their husbands. The growth of the children and comparing them to Elianna's kids.
Adara, was enjoying the presence of her other grandchildren, and Bira was smiling and helping her young daughter to walk. Kitra frowned. Both her sisters were wedded off at her age and, yes, they were happy, but Kitra didn't feel right about it. There was so much she wanted to do before settling down. She was already going against her mother's wishes. Kitra was intrigued with the world of weaponry. Literature and soaked up any knowledge she could get her hands on. There were also many times she attempted to listen to the priests as they talked amongst themselves, though it always ended with someone catching her. What she loved the most of was, the ocean, sometimes she begged her father to take her to the, Ptolemais, town next to the sea. He brought her whenever he needed to purchase any items Cana didn't have. She spend endless times just staring at the water. The smell, the beauty. Kitra loved it.
The young woman could even recall a time where her mother caught writing songs or her thoughts. Kitra was yelled because women were not supposed to and she even asked her who taught her. Never in a million years would Kitra tell on Tze'el; who has successful work as a doctor. She'd had a tough time convincing him, but begged so many times till he finally gave in to his little sister's demands. So she just lied to her mother and claimed to have taught herself.
As Kitra sat down so Alitzah could brush her hair, the young girl once again found herself lost in thoughts about how to get her way out of this betrothal arrangement. She glanced at her family. Elianna would be here soon; she always came to visit with her four children. Aside from not having any children of her own, Kitra stood out from her family. While they had hair tones from black, brown, dark brown, even bits of red or copper, her hair was light. Most people in the town always complimented how it shined brightly, like God had personally gave her, her own golden crown, as if she was blessed more than anyone; Kitra hated hearing it. Her skin was dark-at least when compared to Bira and Chasin. Most of the family was a little light, almost an olive-ish tone. But she had a bronze tone. And she was always curious as to why she had light green eyes. Not only that, but in her right eye; there was a speck of blue.
Except for Chasin and Bira, the rest had their mother's light brown eyes; instead of Eri's dark brown eyes.
Her mother always ignored her questions and told her God gave her with these features.
What is mother hiding? It's clear I look nothing like her or father. If she adopted me, why can't she tell me? Does she think I'll abandon her?
"Kitra," Adara started. The girl broke from her thoughts and looked over. "Our prayers have been answered. Your father and I manage to find a young man for you to betroth." Her mother smiled, which made the wrinkles on her face more prominent.
"Ugggh-" Kitra started; instantly, her mother shot a disapproving look.
"You will not start that now, Kitra! This is the third man we found who was willing to meet you after hearing about the first two." Adara said while patting her grandchild in the back so he could stop coughing.
"It wasn't my fault!"
"You cannot afford to be picky, my child!" Adara set the child in her lap, "you don't know how difficult it is trying to find a man, with the things you ask for. Not to mention one who will not divorce you after the wedding, or Heaven forbid before the wedding ceremony!"
Kitra stood up and stormed out. "I don't want to marry right now! Why can't any of you understand that!" she cried.
All three of them watched as Kitra left, yet again. Alitzah frowned, "Is she afraid of marriage?"
"I don't know..." Bira answered blankly.
Adara shook her head. "My Lord, why did you bless me with such a difficult daughter..."
Marriage this, children that. Why can't they leave me alone? I'm tired of everyone but me making choices in my life! Can it get any worse than this?
Authoress Note(s): Kind of something I had on my mind for a minute. Should note, I am changing a few things. Like names will be the originals, or as close as I can get to them. The villages, cities, towns, well I'm just gonna use- not the originals just for the halibut (Ha, see what I did there?), because I like the way it sounds and plus well I'm writing this, so I do what I want. Even if, incorrect. Anywho! I'm gonna try and keep close to the originals in hurr, but adding twists and turns. Like a twister of unexpectied-ness and turns. And for once, I'm gonna try and be funny. (Omg, no! I am so not funny.) Too bad, I never attempted a comedy/romance/etc. etc story before. So I want to try. And what better way to start than with a...bible-fic!
Also, some details might left out. Reason being, you're more than welcome to picture/ use your imaginations for it. Or I will refer to it later. Either or.
Okay, I'm gonna keep this short, if there's anything you want to know, let me know. If you want to tell me your thoughts, cool. If you want to be mean, well...I guess that's why there's the First Amendment, you evil people. JK...not really. But leave it all in reviews. Please and Thank you~
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