I was trapped.
I've been trapped for a long, long time. I haven't seen the light of day in at least two months. It's too hard to keep track of time in here.
My cell was uncomfortable, cramped, wet and malodorous. I was fed a scrap of bread each day or so, and given a tiny bowl of water at that time.
Then, one day, I was allowed to leave the room. I had given up moving around since that took too much energy. I was getting dangerously thin and coughed often. The huge men that put me in here carefully helped me stand. They walked me to another room, one filled with many kinds of food and drink.
Cautiously, I sniffed the air in the room, and smelled the poisonous fumes of Frozen Kiss. I coughed again and staggered to one table. That single table did not give off fumes that I could smell. I carefully picked up a piece of fluffy bread and tasted a small amount. It wasn't poisoned. I took a bigger bite of it and heard a deep chuckle. I jerked my head up and saw a man sitting there, one I had seen many times before.
"Y-You.." I rasped out and coughed.
"Hello again my friend." He pushed over a glass of water. "I see you're just as cautious as ever." He smiled. I picked up the water and took a sip. The food on this table appeared to not be poisoned at all. I began eating more, feeling strength slowly return to my body. With that strength came a sense of power, one I have not felt in so long. I felt my magic returning. "And you're still good. I must say, with the fact you've been damn near starved for the past year you can still function well enough. I am truly proud of you, darling."
"Fuck off." I growled, feeling my throat hurt. I drank more water.
"Do you still have the instincts of the assassin you were and are?" He asked me, a twinkle in his dual-colored eyes. One of them was fake, courtesy of me the last time I met him. His real eye was a dark shade of red that I had fallen in love with once.
"Die." I muttered. He looked offended and gestured to someone behind me, a guard I believe. I felt the cold, sharp metal edge of a dagger press against my neck. I knew I seemed pitiful, all stick-thin and everything, but I held my head high and spoke confidently. "You wouldn't dare."
"You're right, I wouldn't." My old lover sighed and gestured once more, making the knife's edge leave my neck. "My love, I missed you so very much."
"And I didn't."
He left and I continued eating, noticing after a while that I could move unassisted. I walked slowly, unsteadily, around the room, noticing every single ingredient for the antidote for Frozen Kiss. I made it and began eating the rest of the food over time.
Once I ate what I could, I wandered again and came across a strange crack on the wall, along with a small knob. I pulled it and saw a door open into a bedroom. I wandered there and laid on a real bed for the first time in a year, based on what my former lover had said. I slept, peacefully and when I reawakened once more I went back into the kitchen. I saw a whole new assortment of food and this time not one thing was poisoned.
After many more months of wandering the small house-like area, I found a room of weapons. Each and every one of my weapons were there. "This... No way." My eyes lit up and I set about gathering them all. "If I..." I pulled out my favorite pair of daggers. They were ones my father carried once. They help channel magic quite well. I concentrated, having learned to use magic without a single spell uttered. I burst into flame and grinned. Not only do I have my weapons, I've got my magic back and I'm not as thin. "Yes!" I laughed. I found a large backpack to put it all in and put it on. I had also found a window in the bathroom leading outside.
I gathered up food and the rest of my weapons to put in the bag. Once I did so, I left.
The world was dark, it was night. I knew this and knew it'd be hard to escape now because of the guy's racial trait. I can escape during the day when they all sleep. I waited outside the window for what seemed like days before dawn appeared. I waited until the sun was up just a bit more before leaving. I was far away before they found out but still heard the shout of anger.
The castle came into view and I sighed, knowing, or more like hoping, that it'd all be fine there and I could talk to Saph and Samu.
"Wait! You-You're back! I missed you so much! You've been gone for what, two decades now? I can't believe you!"
"You're a sight for sore eyes, Samu, my friend."
"You're looking pale. And thin! What happened to you?"
"I've been imprisoned for over a year."
"Oh. I'm sorry. I'll leave you be. It's about time you get some rest though. I'll get Saph and Jina. We can talk more in the morning. You have to tell me everything!"
"I will. Don't worry yourself though." I smiled before collapsing in a coughing fit. "I'll get to bed now." I rasped out.
"And I'll leave a glass of water by your bed." I nodded and walked to my room. I had a bit of a limp from a previous incident that caused permanent damage to my right leg. When I got to my room, I collapsed on the bed, noticing a decided lack of any dust. They must have kept the place well-cleaned. Either that or they used all my stuff.
That's the last thing I thought before fading into sleep.