22The mages unceremoniously discarded Alex into her designated room for the fifteenth time since she had been in Reylor's castle, and without a word turned around, locking the door behind them. She knew because she rushed the door every time, trying to get it open. Every day she would try the door, and every time it would still be locked.
She was still a prisoner.
Of course, he had given her the option again, as he had every time before. He proposed she divorce the Empire and become his Empress in the Borderlands. And every time she refused him.
And she would continue to refuse him every time he asked.
His advances had become more aggressive as the days went on as well. A kiss soon turned into a bite, a grope turned into a grab. She took each assault quietly and only allowed any tears
