She's not a guest here she's our captive

Without saying anything, Princess Rada walked out of the room pulling the key out of the key hole and locked it from the outside. She then secured the key in her dress pocket and for a good while just stood there with more of a wondered look on her face than she had before. Could she have gotten the wrong person? Not possible, she could sense the essence on her. It had to be her but afraid of the night, that didn't make any sense at all. She then walked off and went back down the stairs and made her way to the dining hall. Her mother, Queen Gwen who looked just like an older version of her but had short black hair, was sitting at one end of the large ten chaired table and Princess Rada joined her, sitting at the other end.

The table was empty and only had two plates on it; one in front of Queen Gwen and the other in front of the chair at the other end, both with a large piece of steak on it and a side of mushrooms. On the side of the plate was a glass of wine and on the othe