CHAPTER 15- PLAY DIRTY

“My father is being a f*cking nuisance again.” Verya groaned as she threw herself against the floors of the dungeon in front of Sathe’s cell. “He doesn’t want to set you free.”

“It’s fine.”

“I told you before, it’s not f*cking fine…not to me. Do you like it down here?”

“No, but~”

“Just eat Sathe, because if I listen to you explaining why being locked up is fine, I’ll only get angrier.”

Sathe looked down at the tray of food she had pushed beneath his cell earlier. “Thanks.” He lowly muttered out.

“No need to thank me, I should be able to do more than just this for you.”

Sathe wanted to disagree, but he kept his mouth shut, knowing that she’d find something that went against his words to say. He pulled the tray of food closer to him. “Did yo…Did you eat?”

“I tried to, but I was too angry at my dad.”

“Then aren’t you hungry…?” He shoved the tray back to her. “Y-You should eat.”

“And so should you.”

“B-But I~”

“Let’s share it then,” She sighed, shuffling closer to the bars, and picking up