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Valentine stood there studying me while I tried to regain my senses. When I final was able to see straight I let out a sharp scream. "Good to know your finally awake," Valentine said menacingly.

I tried to move but couldn't do to the manacles attached to my wrists. "What do you want with? Please, just let me go!" The words tumble out of my mouth.

"You see I can't let you go because we still have use for you." He said with a smirk.

Something registered in my head. He said we. "What do you mean we?" I ask nervously.

Valentine gave a slight chuckle. "I mean my son and I."

My mind was racing. What on earth would they want with me? I'm not of any use, I'm just a poor, teenage girl. I kept thinking about what I could possibly do for them until I was snapped out of my daze with a sharp stinging pain arising on my cheek. I lift my hand up to my cheek and realize that he had slapped me, undoubtingly leaving a bruise.

"When I speak you are to listen to me girl!" He shouts furiously.

"My name is Clary," I say barely over a whisper.

"I don't give a damn about your name! If you are going to live here you need to learn a few rules. First, when we speak to you you are too look us in the eyes and listen. Second, you will not try to rebel against anything we have you do. We expect your full loyalty to us and the kingdom. Third, do not speak unless spoken to. Is that clear, Clary?" He says my name as if its a bitter taste in his mouth.

"Yes," I mumble to afraid to speak any louder.

"Good. You will say down here until you are able to cooperate with us. You will be given 3 meals a day unless you misbehave. If you misbehave you will not eat for a day and be punished accordingly to your behavior." He says with his snarl.

"Yes, sir…" I whisper.

With that he walks out the cell door. I'm left in the cold, dark, dirty cell for the rest of the night. I don't get any meals, so I just curl into a ball and go to sleep.


I wake up sweating and gasping from my nightmare. Sebastian and I had been walking and all of the sudden he turned into Valentine. I can't go back to sleep in fear that I will dream even worse things. I remember when I was happy with my mother. We used to always laugh and dance around the living room. We would draw and paint together, she taught me all I know. Unfortunately, after she passed away I couldn't afford supplies anymore so I gave up art. I miss her so much sometimes, but then I'm reminded that she is in a better place. She doesn't have to worry about money where she is, she can just be happy and paint and do anything she wants, while I'm here rotting in this cell. I'm called back to his cruel world by the sound of the cell door creaking open. I don't bother to look up because I know it will just be Valentine coming back to do whatever he wants with me. I feel a calloused hand grip my chin and force me to face him. Valentine stands there with his usual smirk.

"Good morning, I trust you slept well?" He says with his annoying arrogant tone.

I don't respond, I just mumble.

I feel the pressure on my chin increase dramatically, not enough to bruise, but just almost. I stare into his soulless eyes that are burning with rage. "What have I told you about answering me when I speak to you?" He says, his anger increasing.

"Sorry," I mumble.

He sigh but lets go of my chin. "Very well, I'm in a good mood today so I will not punish you."

My hope sparks inside me almost instantly.

"Today you will meet my son. You must do whatever he says. I don't care if you don't want to, you will or your punishment will be severe." He warns. He turns on his heels and walks out of my cell only to return a minute later with his son. I look up expecting to see Valentine but younger. I could not have been more wrong. What was standing in front of me looked like an Angel. Golden hair, golden skin, even golden eyes. He was like a Greek God. But I remind myself that I can not fall for his looks because his father and him have kidnapped me. These men are evil.

"I know I'm gorgeous but you don't need to stare," he says cockily.

I give a 'humph' and look away.

"She's rather short isn't she," the boy observes.

I send a glare his way, only to be given a look from Valentine that makes me think 'if looks could kill'.

"I'll leave you two alone. Don't hesitate to put her back in her place if she misbehaves, Jonathan." Valentine says. He then leaves, leaving me with his horrible son.

"What's your name?" He asks a little to innocent for a monster like himself.

Instead of replying I curl up into a ball. I don't care if they want to starve or punish me, maybe that way I will be free of this world sooner.

"Fine. My names Jace." He offers his hand for me to shake. As if. He just sighs and walks out of my cell only to return with a set of keys. I instantly feel hope and suspicion creep into me. He strides over to me and grabs my manacles harshly pulling me up. I give a small grunt. He only chuckles. He pulls me so close to him that our noses are only about 3cm. apart. He growls in a low voice, "now listen, you will respect me and answer me when I talk to you got it."

I ignore him and stare at my feet like they are the most interesting thing in the world. I glimpse up at him and I notice his hand is raised as if he is going to slap me. I flinch back due to instincts. He chuckles and pushes me back down to the damp floor. I whimper because I landed on my wrist wrong and it now has a sharp pain running through it.

"I'll be back later. Next time follow the rules or it will be a lot worse than a hurt wrist." He growls.