Sandy's p.o.v
"Please eat more." I whispered as I patiently waited for prince Stephen to eat more than what he was eating.
He looked at me for a second then picked up the spoon and ate quietly.
The silence between us was somehow awkward, I really wanted to know more about him. But I was afraid to ask him.
"You know, I was sold to one of the richest families by my own biological parents just for a few gold coins. I couldn't understand then. I always asked myself if it was because they were very poor that they couldn't take care of me or maybe they just hated me a lot. But like a good daughter, I kept on having hope, the hope of one day meeting them. The hope of them wanting me back in their lives. Hope of them never forgetting me. I put up with my Mater's abuse
