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Chapter 11
Mia
I walked into the kitchen to grab myself something to eat when I saw Sophie, one of our maids, taking what seemed like a very stale piece of bread and a bottle of half-filled water on a tray. Damn, how scrumptious. Note the sarcasm. Who in the world would give that to anyone to eat?
"Whose feast is that?" I questioned, scrunching my face at the so-called meal.
"The prisoner in the dungeon," she answered softly.
"You mean Anastasia a?" I raised a brow, gulping down some water from a bottle nearby.
"If that's her name, then yes. I was just given orders to keep her alive and give something for her to have once a day." I felt bad comparing the food I got in my time I spent as the prisoner at the Red Moon Pack, and what they were giving her here. Although two times a day, they did give me at least some good stuff to eat.
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