Ella's POV
I settled into life in the castle as a maid quickly. I needed to pretend like I've been tamed if I wanted to escape from here. I thought well and decided that it wouldn't help me if I caused trouble.
I wanted them all to trust me so they wouldn't suspect that I was planning to escape. By the time they figure out what I was up to, I would be long gone.
Moreover, I didn't want to be beaten. I had heard a lot about what was done to slaves who caused troubles for the count. I shuddered in distaste and shook my head. As if having multiple tedious rules wasn't bad enough.
"Put your muscles into dough." The chef snapped at me.
I swiped away the sweat on my forehead as I worked on the dough. I was going to endure it all till I found a way to escape.
I sighed as we finished making
