Mara's POV
When I had been taken away from the room and dragged into a large building where I could hear people screaming, I found myself being tossed into a dark cage which surprisingly was different from what I had been anticipating.
It was not made of silver but instead it was a normal cage made of iron.
The men locked me in and left me alone which had me raising a brow. I had expected torture from the men.
The last time they had tortured me and even broken my fangs which had caused the loss of my powers. Now I had been scared of the torture but instead they had left me alone in this place.
"Maybe it's a trick," I said as I sat down on the ground looking at the windows which had been shut down.
Within an hour, I heard approaching steps as I got to my feet and looked at the door expecting those same men that had tortured me to show up with their faces smiling as they would be ready to dig into me.
But instead, when the doors clanged open, a few women walked in with the guards standing at the door.
"Here is your meal," the lead woman said as a guard opened my cage which had the women placing the food on the table before walking out.
I looked at the meal which was placed as I watched the last guard walk out.
"It must be poisoned," I said to myself before walking to it to sniff it. My senses were still dull so I could not really smell anything but I stirred it with the spoon before me.
I was skeptical about the food. This was strange. I was getting a three course meal. Why? This was a very strange thing.
Wasn't I a prisoner? No. This was a trick. They would feed me and make me weak then after eating I would fall apart for them to beat me to stupor. No. I would not allow it. I would stay away from the food and not fall for their tricks.
My stomach rumbled but I shook my head as I refused to take the meal. I would be hungry.
For an hour, I sat at the edge of the cage watching the food before the doors clanged open with a maid coming in.
"You haven't touched your food?" she asked in shock.
"Are you here to see if I'm dead?" I asked with a scoff. "Well you can tell that man that I don't give a rats ass about his food. I don't care about the food he gives me as I would prefer eating dust and sand than eating whatever he's giving to me."
She stared at me in shock as she looked at the guard standing at the door who shrugged.
"I know you all are here to kill me. That's why he sent you to check up on the food but I'll let you know that I am not easy to kill. I will survive and I will beat you all at your own game."
"What are you talking about?" She chuckled. "The food is not poisoned."
"Ah ha!" I yelled as I pointed to her. "I never said it was poisoned but you did, which means that it is poisoned. I've got you red handed now. You poisoned this food so that you will have me killed. I will not die. You wicked maid."
"I did not do that," she said, opening the cage to enter as she picked up a spoon and took the soup to her mouth. She ate a piece of the bread and looked at me. "It's perfect for you."
But I wasn't going to believe her. Klaus already believed I had killed Layla, why would I think he would let me go around alive? He was a vampire, he could easily pick up another powerful creature as his mate and move on.
I would not fall for his tricks. He could go to hell for all I cared. I was going to focus on staying alive.
"Stay," I growled.
"But…"
"How do you expect me to believe that it isn't poisoned when you won't stay back?"
"It isn't poisoned but since you don't believe me I will stay."
She sat down as the guard closed the cage with her in it. We sat down for an hour before she grunted to her feet.
"This is ridiculous," she sighed. "If I wanted you dead you would be dead already. If the leader wanted you dead then you would be gone. I don't see why you should be bothering me like this. I've got other things to be doing. Now eat your food and I'll be back in a few hours time to take away the empty plates."
She walked out of the room as my cage was closed again.
Nice try Klaus, I said within me before walking to the table to go through the food.
Part of me didn't want to eat it because I didn't trust him. This could be poisoned and I wouldn't know about it. But I had no choice. It was either I ate it or I starved.
He had already given me a cage without silver and no torture. He had also provided food. Was it enough to trust him?
I shrugged. I didn't want to but I had to. I ate more of the food hungrily but I still hated him.
My hatred for him grew to intense levels as I could no longer control it.
If I saw him before me I would be inclined to bull rush into him and show him my true strength.
He was treating me this way because I was powerless.
I chuckled within myself. We would see who was powerless when I got my full powers back.
I would make sure he regretted what he had done to me. I would take off his head when the time was right.