Chapter 25

"No," Danzel began. "I have a better idea." Danzel smirked. Jaysa could see he was planning something, but didn't know what. She was so scared, but the words came out anyway.

"What… then?" Jaysa was terrified of the answer. She didn't want to know what he had planned for her if it wasn't death. The smirk never disappeared from the man's face.

"To make your life…" Danzel started. "… a living hell." Jaysa's eyes went wide with fear. She was going to be tortured. She would rather have death. Her eyes darted away from the smirking man as he raised his right hand, and with his middle and thumb finger, made a snapping sound. The guards that greeted the Prince earlier rushed over to the man with their heads bowed. "I want you to unshackle that woman and take her to that room." He demanded as he pointed at the young girl that was still shackled to the wall. The guards nodded and they opened the cell door making their way inside. Jaysa's eyes were wide with terror. She didn't want to be taken where they will torture her for who knows how long. The men unshackled the girl from the chains and lifted her up by her arms. Jaysa soon realized that she had no strength to even stand on her own feet. She was weak and helpless. The guards did not care that she was unable to walk. If they had to, they would drag her to her destination. She heard the Prince whisper something to the man, but Jaysa was unable to hear it. Her heart was thumping extremely fast and she felt her head pounding. She tried her best to use her legs as the guards led the girl out of the cells. Danzel just stood smirking. She was finally his for good. The Prince walked out of the dungeon, leaving the rest of the woman behind.

Jaysa was dragged down the long hallway that seemed to never. None of her strength had come back so she had to let them pull her wherever they were going. Her feet had given away several times making her fall to her knees and leaving bruises. All she could do is try her best to walk, but it was just so hard.

"Come on!" One of the men yelled. "Move your ass." Jaysa had fallen to the ground because the guards let her go when she tripped. They stopped and stared at the girl lying on the floor.

"Move damn it." The other men yelled as he kicked Jaysa in the stomach. Pain shot through her body as she curled up into a ball. "What's wrong with you? Move your ass?" The man spoke as he lifted her up by her hair. With the man pulling on her hair, the pain in her stomach disappeared and was focused more on her head. She used what strength that she could manage to get up on her feet. "That's better." The guard spoke.

"Now move?" The other guard spoke. Jaysa began to limp while holding her stomach. The trio stopped at a large oak door, which one of the men opened.

"Have fun." She heard one of the men say as they both push her into the room. Jaysa again had fallen on the floor. Tears poured from her eyes. She had no strength. Jaysa didn't hear any sounds of the door locking behind them, but there was no way she could even get up from the spot she laid. The room was lightly lit with several candles around the room. She did not care to see the surrounding afraid that it was full of torture equipment.

She laid on the floor that seemed like hours crying. The tears finally stopped and Jaysa rolled onto her back. Her left arm was lazily laying over her head blocking out the light in the room. She felt she had no more strength in her body as she lay there not moving. Jaysa sat up and finally looked around the room. She was surprised by what she saw. She thought it would be filled with whips and chains, but instead she saw a huge bed and what looked like a dresser. Other than that the room was bare. She sat on her knees still too weak to actually stand up. She hung her head because it was so tiring to keep looking up.

"Are you so amazed at the room that you're actually falling to your knees in worship?" Jaysa heard a voice come from behind her. She turned around to see the Prince standing behind her. He stood tall and cocky, just like he had every time she had seen him. A smirk was plastered on his face.

"Why, why do you bring me here?" She questioned. She really didn't want to know the answer.

"What do you think?" Danzel spoke. "I did say I was going to make your life a living hell" he spoke to Jaysa.

Oh God! Jaysa thought to herself. She turned her head to face forward and stared at the bed in front of her. He had brought her here for that type of torture. She didn't want to have such pain inflicted on her like that. She would rather be whipped. Jaysa pulled her arms around her body try to protect herself. Danzel was unsure what the girl was doing. He heard the girl began to sob. "Please." He heard her speak out.

"What was that?" Danzel questioned. She had to be playing a game with him. Acting like she was scared. He knew better. Something like this was not going to get her down.

"Please." Jaysa spoke again. She didn't want to show this man weakness, but he was going to torture her. Jaysa heard the man's footsteps as he walked closer to the young girl making her head pop up.

"I can't hear you." He spoke again. Jaysa turned her head around to see the man. He still wore the smug look on his face.