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The cell was cold, though I still had my clothes however the mud and the temperature of the cell, started to get to me, I let out a breath, seeing it
Even my breath froze.
I didn't know how long I was out, but I knew I wasn't safe if I slept, I would be letting my guard down, slowly I tried to get myself up, but my legs buckled under me and I collapsed, and my jaw collided with the floor. I winced at the impact but I didn't dare make a sound even though I was in pain, I bit my lip and mustered enough strength to get to my knees, my back rested against the bars, closing my eyes.
Sean. My brother whom I viewed as such. Betrayed me, I cared about him as the brother I never had, I felt as though half of my heart was gone, Sean was gone and he wouldn't come back, silent tears rolled down my cheeks, the betrayal hurt, more than my body, the wounds I suffered had stopped bleeding, clots of blood filled the wounds, however, stripes of my flesh was still hanging. I dug into my pocket again, only to be greeted by nothing.
I hoped William was alright and safe, as was the British Royal family. My mind started to wonder and as it did memories came back.
William and I meeting for the first time at the University of St. Andrews,
William and I walking through the gardens of Buckingham Palace in the evenings,
William and I meeting on the balcony during the night when the moon was full,
Me pressed against the wall in Williams's royal chambers while he kissed me,
William on one knee with his mother's engagement ring, asking me to marry him.
Silent tears rolled down my eyes, I failed, failed at keeping the ones I loved safe. William, Little Emile, and my mother.
God, I'd never forgive myself, my mother was either injured or dead, I wouldn't know. I was slowly surrendering to the darkness again when I heard a gunshot, followed by the metal screech of the doors, A few of Hitler's men, walked in, holding another in between them, half dragging, half carrying the prisoner, they dropped him in the other cell next to mine, silently watching the prisoner before one kicked him in the side, the other looked up to see me and nudged his fellow soldier.
"I wouldn't mind having a fetching lass in my arms for a fortnight," he murmured
"Don't be daft, the Kaiser has orders, besides, she be lower than dirt as she be the daughter of Detering." the other who kicked the prisoner snapped, and the first who looked at me, smirked, I didn't like him, he had a sly glint in his eyes, like a snake. My jaw tightened,
"And who are you? Hitler's boot polishers?" I retorted, meeting their gaze.
"Your right where you belong! We brought yer father in from another 'lesson' however your time will come, but for the time being enjoy your little reunion!" the soldier snarled back, he walked closer to me in a threatening way but he was stopped by the other.
"Leave the lass, she'll have her 'lesson' soon." The first looked at me and muttered under his breath before walking out, followed by the other, I heard the loud metal clang together and the lock. I listened as their footsteps grew quiet, I returned my gaze to the prisoner, who was slowly getting to his knees, until he finally raised his head, I studied him.
He was well built, almost like a farmer but underweight, and his hands were calloused with scars, I moved closer, his hair was chestnut brown, almost like mine minus the streaks of grey, however, his eyes were the exact shade of brown like mine. The prisoner looked at me and muttered a few words then his face paled as if he saw a ghost,
"Evelyn?"
Then I too, was in shock, for some reason I recognized the voice, it was familiar to me as if I knew him from a while back then it dawned on me.
It was Detering, my father.
I refused to believe it at first then my voice came in a whisper,
"Father." I dragged myself to the side of the bars and rested on them. Detering moved closer to me and reached between the bars,
