Inspecting The Room

(From Ella's Perspective)

"Listen here, you ferret," I said, sitting on the bed. 

Thankfully, he did not chain my ankle up again. So, I could at least move my body as I pleased. 

"Tell me something. You have been torturing women all these while and now you are expecting me to believe that you won't do something to me and will take care of me properly? You think my brain is made of tofu or what?"

"Hasn't my brother told you anything?"

"What?"

"I don't force women," he said.

"Then what about your slave? You... did bad things to her, didn't you?"

"Eh? You know she is dead?"

"Of course. I saw her myself," I said. 

"How?"

"That's not the point."

"... Well, it wasn't me," he said. "It was Father. He did it and when I went there, it already happened... And she was the one who stabbed herself because she did not want to live after that."