NovelEnglishChapter One Hundred and Eighty Seven
A healer tended to my wounds in the dungeons; Thane had offered that | stay in the available guests room since
we both knew | wouldn't be agreeing on returning back to the room we once shared, but | didn’t need his
generosity; if he thought | couldn't handle the cold floors of the dungeons, then he was indeed mistaken.
| didn’t like how the healer kept staring at me. | am sure Thane had informed her not to tell anyone about this,
but still her gaze was unnerving.
“I think that would be all,” she said after the last stitch. “Is there anything else you need?”
“No, you may leave,” | said to her, and she rose to her feet and offered a bow before walking
away.
A few hours passed, and Thane entered with a tray of food. He set it before me, but my gaze remained fixed on
the wall, ignoring him entirely
“You've lost a lot of blood; you need to eat Riley, please,” he says softly.
My eyes never left the wall, and finally he left, givingsspace to think about my escape. Yes, | needed
strength if was going to escape this place, but | couldn't bring myself to eat anything from this pack. Call me
foolish, but I'd rather starve.
| smashed the cockroach scurrying away with the bottom of my boot.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt| rose, venturing into the darker inner parts of the room where | had spotted a tattered blanket. | used that as
coverage. Though laying on the floor was more than uncomfortable, | managed to drift into a dreamless sleep.
I had spent hours lost in thoughts; | couldn't tell the day from the night, but after what felt like hours, the door
was opened once more and Thane walked in.
He had brought yet another tray of food; where did he actually expectto put all those?
His
gaze dropped to the untouched food and then tolying on the floor.
“That's it; you'll stay in a proper room.”
“I don’t want anything from you.”
“Don’t be stubborn...”
“You will not force me, not again.”
He inhaled deeply; | could tell he would so love the quicker option, and that was pickingup and shoving me
into sroom of his choice.
“You haven't touched your food.” he stated.
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“It could be poisoned for all | know.”
“And why would | poison you?” He asked, like that didn’t make sense. Again he inhaled, annoyed, but who was
he to be annoyed?
He walked towith the new tray of food and sat beside me. He took a bite of chicken broth and a spoon full of
brown rice. “Satisfied?” he asked, but | gave no answer, looking away from
the food.
It smelled tasty, but | didn’t dare show that.
“Would you prefer it if you were spoon-fed?” he asked.
“I'll rather die of starvation than eat any of those.”
The third sharp inhale.
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| closed my eyes; | didn’t realize when he walked in; maybe it was the fact that | was too weak
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