As the daughter of the Alpha, I have seen numerous people begging for mercy in order not to be imprisoned. For them, the prison was a place of torture and pain, a place where hell in earth could be found.
I could understand them.
But instead of fear, I was feeling more cold and indifferent.
I looked around the tiny prison cell where I was.
The walls of my cell were made of thick stone blocks, and there were no windows to let in any light or fresh air. The only source of light comes from a small hole in the ceiling, which allows a faint beam of the moonlight to filter through.
The darkness that surrounded me was making me feel like I was choking, and the only sound I could hear was the occasional dripping of water from the ceiling.
But my main concern was the suffocating coldness inside the cell.
The coldness during the day could not be compared to the temperature drop in the evening. As I laid on the cold stone floor of my prison cell, I could feel the dampness seeping through my clothes and into my bones.
'Baby, are you cold?' I carefully caressed my belly.
'I'm sorry. I will do my best to keep you warm,' I thought as my nose turned sour. When I thought of my child, suddenly, I felt like crying… crying for my unborn child for being kept inside the cold prison cell… crying because of my worry towards my father who remained unconscious… but I stopped myself. For my child… I should be strong.
When the isolation was almost suffocating, something unexpected happened.
At midnight, faint sounds of footsteps carefully approached me. Then, after a while, the servant I previously treated appeared.
My brows raised as I looked at her. Compared to the past where she would only scowl whenever she saw me, at that moment, I could see the embarrassment in her eyes.
"I…" She started to whisper. From the way she fearfully looked around, it was obvious that she was not there officially. Rather, she sneaked in to see me.
"I came to give you some food…" The servant said before carefully placing the plate of bread and warm soup on the floor inside my prison cell.
"Please eat it fast. When you are done, I will take the tray away…" She added before she nervously looked around once again.
A small smile appeared on my lips. Look at her. I only helped her before because of my responsibility as a doctor and as the daughter of the alpha. But now she even risked her life to bring me something warm to eat.
The feeling of frustration that I had eased up. I did not say anything. Instead, I took the tray of food and started eating. The warm bread and soup helped in making me feel warm.
A few minutes later, the tray was empty. She was trying to hide it. But I saw how the servant took out a sigh of relief. She took the tray and looked around again, trying to make sure there were no guards around.
"T-then I will be going. I can't promise… But I will try to give you food again tonight…" She whispered before going. But before she could go, I stopped and told her, "Can you tell Allan to meet me?"
"I have something important to tell him about my father."
The servant flinched and froze. For a few seconds, she remained unmoving.
I could understand her reaction. After all, reporting to Allan was the same as confessing her crime of sneaking inside the prison cell to the head sentinel.
But a few seconds later, I saw her gripping her hands tight as she turned around and said, "You saved my life. So I will help you do this."
True to her words, the next day, as night fell, Alan arrived. I could feel the weight of the situation upon him.
He looked unkempt and pale. There were even black bags under his eyes.
From his expression alone, I could see the severity of the situation outside.
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