Nine. Prisoner

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The maid had said nothing else, except the three words and then she had turned around and walked out of the door. For a moment, I had looked around the space in confusion but the farther away her footsteps sounded from the cell, pushed me into action. I hurried after her doing my best to catch up with her. It was the first time on my feet again after a while and a wave of vertigo and nausea rushed through, causing me to stumble and fall. The raven haired girl paused in her steps before turning back around to face me. The blank look in her eyes sent a shiver up my spine. Her eyes were deep and it looked like it held the passageway to things I would rather not see. In all, she looked resigned, defeated. She looked empty and like she had nothing else to offer. Her entire face was an e

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