The dragon prince and he's girl

Chapter 1

Eyrun

*1867*
(sigh) I'm in the dungeons Again. Just because i spoke up for myself to those bastarts.
* i think fallen on the ground after the guards of "he's majesty" trowed me like a sack of patatos after beating the shit out of me with a whip.
Crawling to the bars of the cell, groaning and even started panting because of the pain all over my body, something opened the doors and i see in the far dim light someone   aproaching towards me. Heavy boots echoed in the far end of the moldy walls of the dungeons and after minets i saw him - The guard.
"Get up you... * im sure he had to bite he's tonge to not say bitch, slave or piece of shit. Which i already get used to.
" You are saved this time. You won't stay in here all week.
* i was so surprised. I dont have anyone who will care for me so much as to save me from a whole week starvation and sleeping on the cold, durty floor of the cell, freezing almost to death, exept one person.
I pull out of my thought when i hear the guard opening the cell. I tryed my hardest to stand up but the deep bleeding wounds on my legs(not only) were pushing too hard for me to resist, so much that for a second i thought i might pass out.
The guard's patience is wearing off i suppose because he inptiontly grabbed me by the hand and yanked me up to he's face shooting dagers towards me with he'eyes. He's breath was so stincky and he's wrinkled ugly, old face makes me discusted . This guard was my least favorite,you can tell way,of them all but i can't deny how much i like he's angry expresions, it brings me joy to watch him getting flustraited by a girl.
I wanted to tease him, even if it endangered my freedom, but i couldn't because of the stincking pain i felt cuz of he's painful grip which made me cry out as much as i didnt want to because its gona make me look weak, thought they were silenced by the shouts from the other prisoners.
"Why the hell are you taking her? What are you gona fuck her or something?  * The guard snaped at them.
Shut your fucking mouth up or i will.
* I might be a slave but i wont give up fighting.
As we were going out one of those crazy shits practicaly trow himself on the bars of cell and tryed to grab me but to my surprise the guard steped infront of me to frighten him. It seems they were not happy at all that i was getting away and they are gonna stay in this trash place.
But even if the guard was so nice to step out for me he wasnt that much when he dragged me like a feather.
I can't argue with him i am skinny like too much than needed, but even if i wanted to eat, cuz i like food so much, i couldn', i don't have the money for it. Some days i dont have even a penny in my pocket. Why? Because i am an orphan. My parents died a few years ago, and my big sister abandoned me. "You are so pretier than your so called sister "my mother was convincing her. It wasnt hurting me in fact it made me laugh seeing my mother trying to make this cow beautiful. (It wasnt working),but it seems i was wrong cuz one of the kings' sons took her for he's wife after she purpousfuly bumbed into him and i realy home that he decided to marry her just because he was bored and wanted to play with someone.
My family if i can call it one, always felt  hatred towards me. Everyone did! And because i was not preaty enough for my mother and she thought that i was useless and regred s having me. Can you belive that, my own mother said that to me. She trew me on the streets without her eye even blings when i was 12 years old. There at a cold winter day when i was trying to get food from stallss' people an old lady said "come with me" , and because i was hopeless i did. She made me her slave.
To be a slave is horrible. They are abused daily even if they didnt do anything, just for entertaintmant,then there comes the damn work that they have to do instead of theyre master. Also they ofcorse dont have a say in anything.
Why did i become a slave then? Because the old lady was so nice to me comparied to the others. She gave me a shelter even if it was a small old one room hut and most importantly food whenever she could. It was easy for her to sneak food for me cuz she was the headmaid in the kitchen of the king.

I come back to reality when the guard repeatedmy name, this time louder.
"Eyrun....
I look up at he's eyes to see that Im listening to him. You may wonder why he knows my name.
Whell i have been in those dungeons far too many times than you may think.
You may count me a bit of a troubelmaker or stubborn