Azariah’s POV
"Let me out..."
I've been shouting all day and my voice is hoarse, but no one gives me any response.
This was supposed to be a special room in the deepest part of the prison. I couldn't see the guards or the other prisoners, only a cage with an iron fence. I'm locked in here. The room was damp and dark, with only high black walls except for some tables and torture equipment.
I hate the feeling here, and it makes me feel like a mouse.
I knew there must be a guard outside the door, because someone would come in and bring me some water and food.
"Send Nuri and Sibyl to me!" I shouted to the food-delivery guard.
He was like a statue. He didn't even look at me.
"I don't eat these things! I'm the daughter of the Windsor family. Is this how you treat me?" I looked at the vegetables and bread in my bowl and threw them out angrily.
Boom!
The bowl smashed against the fence and fell to the ground in pieces.
