Chapitre 83: Caged

Dahlia and the soldiers finally got to Woodrow in the late hours that day. It was as if someone already notified the duke and duchess of her arrival, as they both stood outside, waiting for them.

The knight came down from his horse, and went to help the others untie the lady. Dahlia locked eyes with her mother, and she saw that she looked worried. Perhaps worried about how she was handled, but of course she would not do or say anything. She didn't even care to spare her father a glance, but it didn't last long as the men soon brought her before him.

She felt tired, and her body was sore from all the tying, and the uncomfortable position she had to stay for hours.

"Why so stubborn, daughter?" The duke asked, after staring at his daughter for a while. "If only you had done as I said, you wouldn't have been treated this way. You are my daughter, not a slave." He said to her in a soft voice. But she feared him most when he was soft.