Chapter 3
Cold, tremble, and discomfort was her present feeling.
She acknowledged she wasn't back home running errands for her mother nor feeding the goats and chickens.
she sat up, wiped her eyes, and glanced around. where on earth was she? she noticed the walls insulating her looked wet and filthy as if water has been leaking through the walls.
It looked more like an animal's den. The floor felt damp and sticky.
she gasped in realization.
someone seized her. she recalled going to the market with Matilda, then what?
" Ohh! sweet lord!"
She gasped. some knights had attacked them, and she distracted them to allow Matilda to run. where is Matilda now?
she sighed.
A creak made her jump in fear. she turned and saw a golden-haired man strolling in.
His eyes were deep brown complimenting his hair color. he was a typical tall man with a long beard that made him look like a priest.
She stood up, frowning in confusion.
" Why am I here sire?" she asked. she has to know why this man imprisoned her.
He smiled. his crooked teeth showing in the darkness.
" Because you're going to work for the royal family,"
" Please.." She pleaded.
" let me go. my family... they'll be worried about me by now".
"Oh. I'm sure they can wait..." he replied coming towards her and grabbing her.
She screamed punching him in his groin.
he wailed in agony releasing her in the process.
She ran out through the cell entrance, her heart thumped against her chest in fear.
" I will find you, my dear".
she heard his voice echoing through the hall.
he was surely running after her by now. she thought.
What does he want from her?
She uttered a cry as a hand grabbed her.
"I told you sweet one, ".
"Leave me alone!" she screamed nudging him and avoiding his contagious breath. but knight Rufus pulled her to his chest.
"what's going on here?" a voice interrupted.
Prince Philip strolled towards them with authority.
He was wearing a blue cloak that covered his clothes. his dark hair radiant.
" My..lord....she was chosen to be a servant," Rufus said in anger. clenching his fist.
She noticed the fear in his voice.
"To serve the royal family?. Philip inquired glaring at Sir Rufus. "so you finally found a way to persuade my father."?
"well... Your Highness.."
" you're going to release her to me.. NOW"
"of course. My apologies." Rufus smiled and bowed glaring at Serena and walking away.
As Philip turned to her, her knees became weak with exhaustion.
He held her close to his chest when he noticed she was trembling.