"Would you really let her do this?" The Princess asked her uncle silently.
"To me? Would you?" She asked as tears brimmed her vision.
Torel turned his face away from the look of desperation in his niece's eyes.
"As I said, you don't have a choice," Lady Precelle smiled.
"Don't you think we should untie her now? She is starting to get bruises and she hasn't eaten since yesterday," Torel suggested and the Princess looked up in anticipation.
"What are you talking about, Torel? She will definitely try to escape!" Lady Precelle snapped.
"We have guards stationed at every corner of the mansion. It is practically impossible to escape here and besides, we wouldn't want the guests to see all the scars by the time of the wedding, right?" Torel said and it made Lady Precelle quiet down as she immersed herself in deep thoughts.
