It must have been eternity.
At once I had the nerve to try and do something about being held hostage, only now it seemed unnecessary.
“What the bloody hell!”
They could see my bruised and once bloody neck. I was raised to stand but I doubled over at my left side as I tried once again not to be a nuisance. My tattered dress had been ripped in various places I tried to cover up, but to no prevail.
“This was your trouble.”
It was no question but an outraged statement.
I kept my eyes to the floor until I was made to look up and into eyes I thought would kill me the first chance I was left alone with them.
“How long have you been with these hideous sellers?”
“Seven months.” My voice came out as I complied to the question.
“Strip.”
The look on my face made it clear I wasn’t going to take my clothes off in fronts of these men.
“I do not doubt you have good intentions, Sirs, but I will not take off my attire in front of these ‘men’.”
Shocked and stunned the royals as I spoke directly to them, my voice strong and to the point as I could be.
“You have a voice.”
Another pointed out statement.
“Rosia, take her behind the curtain over there to allow her some decent privacy.”
I was directed where to go and did as I was told. The girl nearly ran out as she saw my body with her own eyes.
“M…My Lords!”
