Chapter Three~ Confined.

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Key:
(Y/N) Your Name
(E/C) Eye Color
(H/C) Hair Color
(W/P) Weapon
(A/T) Armor Type
(V/N) Village Name
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"I swear to Irene! You'll be sorry for this!" (Y/N) yelled as the guards pulled her into the dungeons of O'khasis. The guards didn't reply but the silence only made (Y/N) even more angry. "Let me go!" She yelled, not caring if the entire village heard her.
The guard on her left opened a cell door using a key and both of them pushed her inside. They both started to walk away. "I hope you both go to the Nether!" (Y/N) yelled, earning no response from the two men. She groaned and kicked the wall of the cell angrily.
"This is completely insane!" She muttered, sitting on the cold stone floor. "Stupid O'khasis, stupid guards, stupid Zane!" She said aloud to herself. "Did someone say my name?" A deep voice rang through the dark corridor. (Y/N) lifted her head to see the High Priest, strolling down the rows of cells. (Y/N) growled, wishing she had something to throw at him. Zane stopped right in front of her cell and smirked underneath his mask. "Well isn't this an amusing sight, (Y/N), supposedly one of the strongest mercenaries, locked up in O'khasis." He mocked. "Oh, why don't you go shove a cactus down your throat." (Y/N) muttered. "Only if you become my bride." Zane smirked again. "What!?" (Y/N) exclaimed in disgust.
  Zane chuckled. "You heard me, I find you quite interesting, (Y/N), I want you to be my bride." He said. "I'm sorry, I would but I'm scheduled to vomit in five seconds so if you could please get the heck out of here, that would be great." (Y/N) snapped. Zane cocked his head slightly to one side. "Oh, no need to be like that." He said. "What I mean to say is, I will never, ever marry you, and you can't force me." (Y/N) said, getting to her feet and standing her ground.
  Zane grabbed some keys and unlocked the cell door, stepping inside. (Y/N) took a step back. Zane took her hands in his and pulled her close to him. (Y/N) noticed that he smelled strangely of mint, which now ruined mint entirely for her.
"So, (Y/N), I'll ask once more, will you be my bride?" Zane asked. (Y/N) wrenched one of her hands free and smacked Zane upside the head. She suddenly felt herself spin around and Zane was now behind her with he arm wrapped around her waist. (Y/N) felt something cold and metallic press against her neck. She only then realized it was a dagger. "I would watch yourself if I were you, Miss (Y/N)." Zane whispered into her ear, making (Y/N) shudder.
Zane let he go and pushed her away. "I will win you over, mark my words." He said as he started to walk away.
"Have fun with that." (Y/N) muttered as he shut the cell door and locked it.

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