Imprisoned to Love You [Edited]

Chapter 7 - Life as a prisoner

This chapter is dedicated to TechTwin2! Happy reading!

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Ruka pov:

I hadn't moved from the floor for several minutes even after the tears had stopped falling. I was lost in my thoughts now, confused and apprehensive.

I couldn't understand why I had been brought here only to be locked up. Kichiro sama had called me his possession and instructed the maids to give me everything I wanted while I was here – but why? Why wasn't I being treated like a prisoner, locked up in a dungeon and whipped and tortured? Well, I didn't want to be treated like that but what was happening now was just so strange!

"My Lady, shall we help you get dressed now?" one of the maids asked, breaking my train of thought. I met her kind, brown eyes and felt a little better thanks to the small smile she gave me even though it merely seemed to be out of courtesy.

"I-I don't need new clothes. I'm fine with what I'm wearing," I mumbled uneasily.

"But I'm afraid these clothes aren't alright for the occasion. Let us help you get dressed in something more beautiful," she insisted.

"Occasion? What occasion?" I asked, the uneasiness increasing.

"His Majesty wishes for your presence at dinner. Please come this way, My Lady – His Majesty doesn't like to be kept waiting and we don't want to risk our lives by angering him."

A shiver ran down my spine at the thought of what Kichiro sama would do if he got angry for being kept waiting. I swallowed thickly and stood to follow the maids to the bathroom that was attached to the room past the large dressing room before it. The bathroom was very spacious with a wooden bathtub two times as big as a usual bathtub. I waited awkwardly while the three maids filled the tub with hot water, rose petals and a few drops of a sweet-smelling perfume of sorts.

"Please undress, My Lady, and we'll help you bathe," the maid who had spoken to me before said.

I shifted on me feet awkwardly, "I would prefer if I could bathe alone."

The maids let out barely audible scoffs before leaving the bathroom. I locked the door and stepped to the bathtub. I dipped my hand in the water to check the temperature once before I undressed reluctantly, my eyes stinging as I remembered Tomo kun. Inhaling deeply once, I got into the water, hissing when the tender skin of my wrists and ankles burned. The ropes had chaffed against them hard enough to peel off the first layer of skin.

I soon leaned back and stared at the rose petals, brooding. I was still very unsettled about being here, especially because of all the rumors I had heard about Kichiro sama. I was yet to digest the fact that I was being considered as an object for his entertainment – that's the only thing I could assume I was considering how he had called me his possession – and the words the maid had said had only filled me with more dread.

No matter how comforting the bath was, it didn't ease my apprehension in the least. I sighed deeply and shook my head to push away the negative thoughts for the time being. I looked up at the ceiling a tune came to mind. Hoping that singing would make me feel a little better, I hummed the tune and began to sing.

Maid pov:

I stared at nothing in particular while I waited for the girl to finish her bath and summon us to help her dress. I narrowed my eyes though wondering who she was and why she had been brought here. What did His Majesty plan to do with her?

I recalled the young boy His Majesty had once brought as a prisoner a few years ago. He had been locked up the way this girl had been locked up, given everything he wanted except the freedom to leave the palace. I still remember those days like it was yesterday – the poor boy had been scared out of his wits by His Majesty, Lord Kurai, and had tried to run away on a few occasions, only to be brutally punished and locked up again. When he couldn't take it anymore, he attempted to kill His Majesty.