Chapter 39: My Knight

Though I was wearing a lavish silk gown, I feel horrible for the fact that I’ll be given as an offering to their ugly master. It made me sick and wanted to flee out of that nasty place. I’m currently being dragged by two brawny bald guys to what they called “the master’s chamber.” I kept struggling though I knew I couldn't handle their strength. My whole body is already anxious that I can’t focus on making a strategy to get away from this dreadful nightmare.

When we reached a shabby bifold door. The guy holding my left arm started to knock twice. “The dinner is ready.” He announced.

I was dismayed by what I just heard. “What dinner are you talking about? I’m not a food you awful witches!” I tried to break free from their grips, hoping I could get a small chance to slip, but they didn't even budge. “Let go of me! I’m not entering that disgusting room!” I shouted right in their ears.

“Don’t struggle anymore, you need to embrace your fate. You should be thankful the master fancy you or