Boundless halls lay before her as she walks along the hall way. Running was useless, her guards made that a frivolous task. Men and women watch her as she moves through the halls, some with hope others with fear. Her every need cared for her every desire attended to, all but one…her freedom. Her Master granted her many gifts and leniencies, all but the wish to go outside.
“Mistress, our Master awaits you in the northern corridor.” A woman wearing a black floor length gown started to lead her through the maze that made up her luxury prison. There was no sense of time in her prison, the outside world went on living and she was frozen.
“Good Morning my love.” His voice carried a sweet sense of victory. His charming demeanor poured of him in waves. A snake shedding its skin. His confidenc
