Myra’s POV.
Planning on how to run away from this place has been on mind my nod since the night they had captured me. I can’t remember how long I had stayed down here but I can say more than a week or two. Their leader hasn’t come to see me as they had said; they always say that I should be on my best as their leader will soon come to check on me.
A scoff always leaves my lips because there is no way I would please that man, a rogue or whatever they call them. I might have to do it to get out of this place but still, I can’t bring myself to practice it.
Just like every other day, I have been fed today and that is because an old lady here noticed how prodding my stomach was and she instantly realized that I was pregnant so she had the guards bring me food all the time. Sometimes, I hate
