When I open my eyes I see nothing but darkness, the only light coming into the place I am being held captive is a tiny fire glowing in the distance. I can't remember the last time I saw sunlight, has it been a year already? I can barely tell since I've been in the dark for so long, all I can remember is being taken to an underground dungeon after being knocked unconscious.
I wonder if my little sister is okay, if my mother and father even cared to look for me, maybe they thought I was dead and tried to send someone to look for me. It's been a long time since I last saw someone bring me food or even water.
The scent of blood is strong and I can hear screaming, has someone finally come to rescue me after so many nights and days spent alone? I want to scream, but I can't, my voice won't come out, it's like there's something keeping me from talking even though there's nothing in my mouth. I hear a door open and a tall man comes inside and stares at me with glowing emerald green eyes, the torch in his hand glows brightly, waving to me as if to say hello.
"You poor boy, chained up like this, it's time for you to come home, your highness," the man says as he opens the cell door and walks over to me. Once he gets close enough I see the color of his hair which is raven black, did I know this man? He looks oddly familiar, I try to speak but my mouth won't move, my entire body won't move.
"I know you don't remember me, it's been three years since last we met young prince, congratulations, you're officially eighteen now, happy birthday, I'm sorry we couldn't get to you sooner." The man says as he put the torch on a stand then started to break the chains with ease. My birthday? I'm eighteen? It's been three years already. My eyes start to sting as tears threaten to fall and I let them.