20. One in Four

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Forced up by many hands I sat up before being thrown over a shoulder. I kicked and thrashed about trying to loosen the grip the man had on me. My surroundings weren't familiar. The man and men around me weren't familiar but the metal bat they threatened to hit me with seemed familiar.

"Don't knock her out again. We can't delay this anymore. Especially if she won't co operate. Hitting her won't help either."

"Put me down!!" I screamed at them and the man simply laughed.

"She isn't going to co operate is she?" He chuckled again.

"No I will not." I crossed my arms but stopped kicking and thrashing.

"You don't even know who we are." He smiled looking away from me as we continued down a long white hallway.

"I don't need to you, kidnapped me."

"So did Lord Tanner Madison and yet you trust him so much you fell asleep at his house. Where's the logic in that Lady Ambrose?"

I was silenced. It was true. But at least I knew a name and he knew things. He did it to save me didn't he? What if. No that's crazy. That's too big of a connection to try and make. I dropped my thought immediately before thinking any further. Watching the hallway disappear I heard a door open from behind me and I was thrown in there. With force against my hips I was pushed inside the door as it was closed after I landed.

The landing was hard and I felt it throughout my body and especially in my wrists as I had fallen back on them mostly.

When I got myself off the floor there was nothing to see. It was just a white room. There was no chance I could break out and so I didn't try. There was no windows and the door disappeared into the walls when closed. The light came from this one opening in a grate of the roof. The roof was so high and unreachable. The grate brought the light needed to light the room. No more no less.

The white made me feel like the walls were coming at me. I made camp in a corner of the room. There I sat quietly curled up in a ball with my head in my knees. I wasn't sobbing but I wasn't happy or laughing. I was scared, frightened. Mainly I felt lost and lonely.

It seemed like hours in that small room before a door opened on the opposite side of the room. Now I knew exactly where the door was and I took a mental image just for future reference. In walked three men two carrying a table while the other carried two chairs.

Moments later a fourth man walked in and took a seat in one chair. He gestured for me to sit in the chair opposite him on the rectangle table. I simply looked away at one of the walls. Then I heard fingers click and I was lifted off the floor and dropped not so gently on the chair. The fourth man was old with grey hair but he had blue eyes. Sea blue eyes. Although water did not move inside his. Other than looking him up and down once I showed no interest in him. I would stay quiet. Whatever they wanted to know I wouldn't tell them. I would stay silent if I had too. I wanted to hear from them first.

"Lady Ambrose. It's time to start talking. We need to know about the whereabouts of the Kingdom's Prince Zanier and Lord T Madison. We have sources that tell us you were in contact with them recently." He was lying. He didn't want to know that because he already knew. The fact they found me in Tanner's hide away means they know. He was lying but not very well. He was hiding something and I knew that was his intention.

"Can you speak child or has your tongue been ripped out?" He leant forward on the table as I kept my posture the same. I looked over his shoulder at the white wall. His eyes were piercing me and he attempted at eye contact but I just stared at the wall.

"Has she spoken before?" I switched my gaze to the other three men. One of them was the person who carried me in here. He knew I had spoken.

"Yes. Only to tell us to let her go."

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