~ THALIA'S POINT OF VIEW ~
"You can't escape from me, Young Lady! There's no way out from this place– from me!"
Lord Voltaire screams as I strive to open the door. He's walking towards me as if nothing happened to him. No! No!
I need to find another way out from here! "The windows!" Smiling bitterly, I jump nearer to the windows and try to break them with my fists.
"Ha ha ha ha! You can't break that glass, Thalia! I... I used my abilities to manipulate even a small thing! And now, you will be the mother of my child!" Lord Voltaire burst into laughter and quickly jump towards me.
His pair of emerald eyes glow and becomes reddish as he stops laughing before me. "No! Please, let me go, My Lord! Let me go!"
Screaming out loud is useless. Asking for help, calling for the King's name won't hear my fearful soul. But I don't want to surrender, yet.
