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ISABELLE’S POV

“Freedom. I want freedom”. I finally gathered the courage and said those words. Just as those words left my mouth the king stopped eating. His hand stopped midway. I think I said something wrong but now it is too late to think about it. Now I can only regret it.

An eerie silence surrounds us. From the king’s expression and his sudden halt of movement, it is evident that he did not like what I said. I don’t see anything bad in what I asked. I asked for a simple thing and that is freedom. It is everyone’s right but is only enjoyed by the one who has power. This is the cruel reality of this world.

If someone thought with a sane mind, then in his eyes I am also a living person then why am I called a slave and thought of as a thing. I also deserve freedom but in King Eric’s world, I don’t, because he has captured me during a war. A king always tries to do his best for his people. I am also the one from the people whom he now rules so he should let me go.

The king closes his