Victoria sat in the dark corner of the dungeon cell. Her head hung low as she looked down at the damp ground beneath her feet. She could no longer remember how long she had been trapped in here.
Just then, the sound of footsteps echoed through the halls. She looked up as candlelight danced on the walls of the hallway. As the shadows grew bigger, Victoria could sense someone was here to see her.
As the gate to her cell creaked open, she looked over to see him walk in.
"Hello my Luna, how have you been?" Kragen greeted her with a menacingly sweet tone of voice.
Victoria had goosebumps all over her arms. Why was the King being so nice to her now? He had been nothing but cruel. Ever since Victoria was young, she had a dream. One day, she would be dressed in finery, crowned, and ascend to the throne.
