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By the mighty prince's order, she was put in that small cage. Fiona could easily stand inside but she couldn't lie with her legs straight. It has a small width so if she has to lie down she must curl up.

The gracious Prince didn't bother to show his face and she was happy about it. The room was warm and the traitor Adrian had put a mattress inside the cage for her. It wasn't thick, comfy, and new but still, she appreciated it because it would keep her safe from the cold floor, he also provided her with a blanket and changed the temperature setting, and switched on the heat. She was thankful and slowly felt the blood returning to her icy hands and feet. She cupped the tip of her nose to warn it up.

She hoped that they had set the cage on the fur carpet. It was so warm and fuzzy.

After food and the medicines which Adrian got for her cold. She felt a lot better and especially, the absence of the scary Lycan was calming.

Two days passed smoothly. The healer had tended to her hand twice an