Noella POV
Still in my now rumpled outfits and unkempt hair, the guards in masks dragged me out of the prison while I turned sideways, unable to figure out where they were taking me.
"Is this how I'm going to die? A death without honor," I sighed, shaking my head in disbelief.
"I have disappointed my parents." A tear dropped down to my cheek, but it didn't roll. I stagger as they continue dragging me with their might.
Soon, we entered a hall that had a large name plate displaying "Lord's Chamber". Another creepy thought escaped from my mouth.
"Hope the Lord is not going to sleep with me," I said, and one of the guards dragging me shoved me away with a sharp sneer. I must have angered him with my blunt words, yet I pretended not to have said anything.
Reaching the room, they pushed me
