Skye
Over what I could only guess was the next couple of days, because there was no way of telling time in the caves, the king came to my room and with a charm only he thought was charming. He tried to convince me to say yes to his proposal.
I still wasn’t sure if they had some spell or voodoo that could force me to say yes, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to do it out of my own free will. I breathed a sigh of relief every time he left, only to feel my heart race each time he returned!
Every day, the young girl would prepare a rose-scented bath for me and bring a new dress that was even more revealing than the previous one. The scent of the bath didn’t hide the awful sulfur scent, which made me wonder why he insisted on the fragrance.
Three times a day she brought me meals with water
