☪ CH 15 ☪

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YONA GRITTED her teeth in agitation as her body was thrown to the floor, much like a ragdoll. The sight of her body being thrown caused fear for the other females and hurdle in a corner.

"Stupid bitch." A cold voice growled, "All of you are nothing but disrespectful women. Be glad that you still have value in you." The man behind the rude comment scoffed as he belittled the females, "Your value is to be sold and give me money."

Bastard. Yona burned her amethyst eyes behind the retreating back of a crude man. Stupid bastard. She mentally cursed.

"Yona, get ahold of yourself." Yun panicked as he crawled to help his friend, "We'll get out of here."

"I'm fine, i'm fine." The princess convinced herself and her friend as she hid her trembling hand. "We should really focus on how to get out of here."

"You can't." Someone intercepted as they listened to their conversation, "You can't get out of this room. There are guards outside this door. Any wrong moves caused you bruises or worse, to be thrown off the ship."

Yun furrowed his brows in concern as he observe the woman before him, dark silk hair tied in a low ponytail, bangs covering half of her face – making her slightly mysterious.

"I'm Yuri." The woman proclaimed, "Are you okay?"

Yona nods in reassurance and introduced herself along with Yun, the trio continued to exchanged words and execute their plans on how to escape Kum-Ji's wrath.

It wasn't long till Yuri found out about their intention on lighting the firework, as a signal for help. Where they are.

"As I've said before, would this plan work? What if–" Yuri thought of the consequences and spoke unnervingly but was interrupted by the calm princess.

"There is no what if. We have to." She daringly states, plastering a soft smile.

However, her shivering hand and body didn't go unnoticed by her smart companion, a frown tilt Yun's lips down. Yona.

Yun exhaled heavily, releasing his vented anger towards the Trafficking Lord. Just where is she? He took one quick glance at the princess, "Where the hell are you when we need you?"

"Looks like war started." You heaved, lifting yourself from the floorboards– careful in not making a creak under your boots.

The crow's nest may be small but it's durable in holding and hiding a person.

You could only skim your eyes around the ship's deck, swarming with Yang Kum-Ji's suboardinate's. However the Dark Lord himself, isn't even present.

A wild presumption struck your head. Unless–

And you hurriedly sneak below the main deck, into the lower deck. This is where you assume where they held Yona and the others hostage.

Just as you passed a room, the door leading to that opens. Revealing your nemesis and his suboardinate's as they chitter about their bids on the hostages.

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