ANONYMOUS POV
The guard slowly opens the cell and lets the old woman out.
"Will you be back?" The young man asks her.
"I am not sure. It depends on what Hellion does today." She replies with a wry smile.
"Do not refer to our King by his name!" The guard yells and kicks her in the belly.
"Stop it! Don't hurt her!" The young man yells, but the guard only laughs and drags the woman away from the dungeon and towards the palace.
The King is seated in his throne, and he has a wine goblet in his left hand. One would expect that the goblet contains wine, but it is actually filled with blood. He watches as the door of his throne room opens, and when he sees her, his face contorts into a satisfactory smile.
"Well, well, well, who do we have here?" He asks scornfully.
The woman looks at him with disgust, anger and pain in her eyes.
"How are you doing, Matilda?" The King asks with an arrogant smirk.
