She was dragged out from the cell, the two guards holding their grip on her, her body quivered with cold as the light breeze hit on her. The clothes she wore were so little to cover her body.

The actions of the previous minutes still traumatized her, the man was definitely going to be back for her, and she wished, he never came back.

Two doors opened, revealing a passage, which she thinks leaded to her master's chambers.

The walls were painted with different artistic colours that defined the real identity of her master.

Two guards stepped out from a corner, some where she had not seen before and she...