Sarah's face blanched with horror as she stared at the already spoilt bread with green spots offered to her as dinner.
"You said I should eat this?" she questioned the cook who placed the spoilt bread before her.
The cook ignored her and turned toward the men who just entered the dining to make sure she would carry out their order.
They all had unsmiling faces as they watched the bitch about to dine on their master's table and sadly, they won't just watch.
They would make it hard for her.
"Why would I eat this?!" Sarah yelled more audibly as the cook just walked away without replying to her previous question.
"You are lucky we have something like that left for a traitor like you," one of the men yelled back at her.
Stunned, she turned toward the source of the voice, "I'm not a traitor," she retorted furiously.
The man who talked to her scoffed, "Says she who betrayed us,"
