Huge Price.

"Pity, he would never find you, sweet" 

Her gaze dropped, but not her intense hope.

She wanted to hold unto the tiniest hope of his return that before the vile prince really did anything to her, he would save her. She really hoped that he would find her... She did not want him to lose her, he would be heartbroken, and... neither did she want to lose him. 

"I wonder how much longer to can keep up with this strong act... You really won't give up, huh?" He played with her hair as he gazed at her.

Lena did not find it in herself to respond to him, she merely glared at him for a few seconds and looked away weakly. Since she had arrived in the chamber, the man had tortured her in every way. She was psychologically stressed. 

The assaults he committed, made her stomach churn. She wished someone would rescue her. And, although he had yet touched her, she still felt very much dirty.