Ayla POV
It's been 5 days and a woman named Brit came to wash me and clothe me. She has been bringing food and making small talk. Thankfully, I haven't seen that awful man, Tyron.
Brit walked in and in one of our brief conversations she said… "Sire Tyron is asking if you are healthy and ready… I can't postpone this for you any longer…" She gave me a sad look.
Brit was a beautiful brunette, older than me. She has been working for Tyron since a very young age. She is a nice person, but the thought life she has experienced since a young age has hardened her heart.
"Please Brit… I need to get out of here…" I pleaded and she shook her head. Tyron would kill me if I let you go.
I need to prepare you… tomorrow there will be a banquet at the palace. You will be offered to the King, and i
