DAHLIA POV
My whole body trembled violently from the cold and my limbs ached a lot. My back feels like it was splitting into two, the wounds from the whip burned with the tiniest movent and the only thing I could do was to curl into a ball in my little corner. After the guards picked up, they threw into the cell where I shared it with few of the other prisoners.
When I had heard that they would be taking out of that dark cell I was slightly elated. I was at least not going to hear the sound of my thoughts anymore. I didn’t put up a fight as I was moved to the cell. But it turns out that the other prisoners had few bones to pick with . My status wasn’t a secret as I would have hoped it would be. The people knew who I was, the daughter of the mad king who terrorizes kingdoms.
They held their grudges and from what I knew, it was as a result of wars from my father that led so of them to be captured and beco prisoners here. If only they knew that it was also because of my father that I was here. None of them gave a chance to even explain, they mostly ignored but I heard the, cursing every mont. They also bullied every chance they got, they made sleep in the coldest part of the room and sotis when they serve food, they leave with the smallest portion.
I didn’t complain, just as long as I was left alone, I do not mind!
I curled myself into a ball trying very hard to keep the whimpers that threatened to escape . My whole body really hurts and I wish Evie can help with so healers. At this point, I was desperate and I was going to take anything.
My body trembled as the wind howled outside and I was still trying to find the best place to stay warm when all of a sudden, I felt sothing freezing press against my back. A cry left as I jerked away but I was suddenly yanked back and so of that cold pressed against again.
"Hold still and let us help." I heard a firm feminine voice say, "It’s just snow, it will help with the swelling." The voice said.
A blast of cold coursed through which ca from the physical pain as well as the sudden shock. Snow? I thought as I tried to move but I couldn’t. My back exploded with pain as if fire was burning down my back and I couldn’t avoid the whimpers that escaped my lips.
"We need more snow here, Ilyana!" The voice yelled filled with a sense of urgency.
I heard quick shuffling of feet before another pulse of cold entered, this one was pressed to my back more gently but that doesn’t an it doesn’t hurt. I sucked in air through my teeth at the pain just as I heard a loud rip then soone carefully raised in a sitting position.
My eyes opened and I could see a woman who was busy shredding pieces of clothing. "Why...Why are you helping ?"
The woman stared at before she went back to ripping the clothes in her laps. "I still don’t like you but I am no monster and sothing tells you are not like your father." She said raising her head up to glance at briefly.
She then gave a hug as she began to wrap the thin strips of clothing around my body. I winced whenever she wrapped it tightly but I stayed still. "Besides, it the least I could do for the woman who saved my daughter’s life!"
I turned my gaze towards the little girl that was standing right behind her. She avoided my gaze, as if she couldn’t bear to look at . I know she blas herself for what happened to , I watched as tears stread down her face, though her lips were pressed in a firm thin line as she took the scraps of the clothes.
"Sothing tells she wouldn’t have need my help." I whispered as I adjusted myself so I could look at her, "You are really strong girl, what’s your na?"
"Ilyana." The girl answered before she wiped away at her tears furiously, "And I didn’t need your help!"
"Ilyana!" Her mother yelled as she turned to glare at her daughter, "And again, what on earth were you thinking stealing? Haven’t I taught you nothing for the past two years?"
That seed to get my attention, I stared at her mother with curiosity, "I’m sorry, two years?"
"Yeah." The woman answered as she stared at , "Two years, so longer than most." She said before she turned around at the other prisoners in our cell who were busy looking at us, "Those n who are busy eating in a corner have been here for five years, that woman has been here for three and the longest of us, is old Branderson over there. Ten years."
Ten years? My gaze slowly went to where she was looking at. There was an old man who sat down in a corner with ragged clothing. It was dark but there was sothing oddly familiar about him. Though I was in too much pain to try and recognize him.
"Which is why I tried to get so of that wonder drug everyone goes crazy for." Ilayana suddenly mumbled drawing my attention back to her, "He is dying and no one seems to care."
Her mother released a string of mumbled curses. "Goddess help Ilyana, you could have gotten killed!"
Ilayana snorted in response. "Oh yeah? At least it will be quicker than this endless tornt I have to face for the rest of my life." She said before she stood up and walked away.
Her mother released another string of curses in her language before turning to look at , "Alright, I guess that’s it for the night."
"Thank you." I whispered as I stared at her, "I’m going to get you out of here, I promise."
The woman stood up as she stared at with a wry smile, "No one gets out of here your highness." She whispered, "At least not alive anyways." She added before she turned to leave.
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