chapter eight

[ IN WHICH SHE ASKS FOR MUSIC ]

The thick walls of the mansion echoes with screams. It echoes violently with the screams of my abductors — Jacqueline and Atlas.

After I left the forest with the King, we got to the mansion in no time, where I had to fight the intense urge to puke for the third time. He then ordered for his maids to escort me back to my chambers, where I got dressed in a fresh set of clothing, and was given supper. But before I parted ways with the King, I heard him call for Jacqueline and Atlas. The two followed him into a red room by a corner.

And ever since then, the two have been letting out clamorous and ear-splitting screams.

It's been two hours, and they still haven't stopped.

My heart skips a beat at the sudden knock on the door. Sighing in distress, I call the person in. The door carefully opens up, revealing who's behind it.

It's the tall, lanky man from earlier. The one who walked in with dozens of dresses on clothe hangers. He still hasn't told me his nam