A day had only passed after that when Rachel woke up and felt that she no longer seemed hungry. Rubbing her eyes, she saw that a visitor came to her cell.
Her Fiancé, Alexander the Crown Prince. As soon as he saw her, he went on a rant about her faults. Looking at him, Rachel gave a bored expression and laid back down and went to sleep. She liked sleeping anyways, and he's yelling was for the original Alicia. So, she didn't care what he had to say.
Eventually, the Crown Prince got keys and opened her cell. He then used his power or Magic, to dose her with water and wake her up.
Which was useless, Rachel was used to all kinds of Abuse. Having a Frozen cold or boiling water to wake her up was something she dealt with before. The only damage is to the skin, and even then, she did not care. However, she closed her eyes; she did not feel any type of temperature change or pain with the water and continued to sleep.
She felt a kick and merely turned to the other side so that it would not hit her stomach if the person decided to kick her again.
The yelling continued the whole time, by the way, she just did not listen. Eventually, the handsome person whose face was twisted and red left unsatisfied.
With another day passing, she was woken up by a man in black. Only with one look at his face could Rachel understand what she was here for. The guards had come closer, and she stood up without resistance. She was sat at a chamber, a wooden table, and torture devices were behind her. Without hesitation, without resistance. She signed the paper on the table.
The man in black was torture, and someone sent to make her admit her sins. He was shocked that she signed. He was used to prideful nobles. He enjoyed breaking then down. He didn't have a nasty smiled; it dropped with disappointment when he saw her sign it.
"…." After Sighing, Rachel said nothing; she was curious about whether the torturer would still use the machines behind her or not. She had no experience of these devices, but she was used to physical abuse, just not in the form of machinery.
The black man dropped raised his hand and had the guards take her back without question or a word.
"She sighed?!" Crown Prince Alexander said in surprise. These days he had overseen the country's affairs while his parents were both busy with foreign relations. Ever Since Wendy's arrival, the need to use her increased; his parents have been trying to keep the foreign countries from fighting.
If they know that he had imprisoned his fiancée, they would be furious no matter what she had done. But, now that she now admitted to her crimes without resistance, he felt a little off-put.
After a while, he stared at the documents on his table; he was hesitant in his decision. He should be happy to but down a nuisance. In his youth, his Fiancé had the constant praise of his parents. His dislike and hate started when he overheard his parents talk about her.
��Alicia Page, that child is brilliant. It is a shame that she is a daughter. Otherwise, she would have been an asset to this country." His mother said.
"Male? I would have taken that child in immediately. Regardless of blood, I would have had him be the crown prince." The King said lightly, lost in thought.
"Dear!" His mother nearly shouted but gave her husband a warning tone. "Our Son is not that…"
"He is incompetent. If not for Alicia, the damage no the things he has done in the name of the royalty would have lead to a rebellion. She had to take on the bad reputation and all of our Son's misdeeds onto her shoulders."
"He is still young."
"He is Nine years of Age and has almost caused a rebellion. Hardly, something to say nice to for a nine-year-old child that is my son." The king sighed. "it is because he is our son and only heir that I have not sent him away. I cannot put the country into the hands of someone who will abuse it."
"Dear, then what do you plan to do."
"When they marry, I plan to leave the authority in Alicia's hands" The Queen's eyes watered; she is also a brilliant person. Her Son inherited arrogance and none of the qualities of his parents. She remembered as she watched in horror as her son. Only Five Years of Age had a servant child nearly beaten to death by his order.
She loved her son, but his actions as he grew up...Even if she punished him, he would always blame others, including herself, if she punished him. Now the relationship between mother and Son is strained, and he is only nine years old as of now, the future is bleak.
The Nine-year-old Crown Prince Alexander stood outside the door as he listened to his parents. Fired burned in his eyes; he only understood that he would lose his parents over his fiancée. He was going to lose his place to his fiancée, a little girl.