TWO MONTHS LATER
I had been stuck in this dungeon for two months now. I had no human contact except Stefan or Eric who came to bring me food. They wouldn't even let servants do that. They didn't want anyone to know that I was still alive.
And one day when Stefan walked into the room with a tray of food I was still wearing that same dress that was getting torn by now and pretty dirty and raggy looking. But that didn't really matter to me. I was leaning on the window looking out at the Kingdom and Stefan placed the food on the floor. He had two guards standing behind him.
"Taylor. You need to eat." Stefan says picking up this morning's tray with the food still untouched.
"Why do you care?" I asked.
"I do care. I am so sorry about all of this." He says.
"Kiss my ass prick." I say st
