In a dark prison,
A woman was lying on the ground. Her hands were chained from the wall. The cuffs had made her hands bleed. Her face was battered and her legs were injured.
The foul smell forced one to vomit and filled the air. She could not move an inch because of her restraints. The pain was breaking her spirit.
She had thought someone would come to save her but it did not happen. A pawn that held no value was always discarded.
She cried again as her hair was pulled again. The sheer pain numbing all her thoughts,
"Who had asked you to poison the food?" Asked Ethan again.
His eyes shone in the dark like jewels. But they were so fiery that the maid felt she was in flames.
"It was your grace, father of your majesty. He wanted me to kill that woman. Please let me go. I was just following orders." She begged, her face stained with blood and tears looked pitiful and deranged.