the bath was bliss. It was the first time I had bathed in two week... Well not if you counted the stream that ran through the middle of town. I had spent many nights in that freezing water trying to wipe off the dirt and grime of the day. I wanted to be clean as possible for the next day, after all new day, new begining. I never believed or even dreamed that i would one day go from my rag tag home on the working end to the home of my master. But even if I was from some old blood line I couldn't see how I was rare, or of any value. I stood in the tub and stared at the full lenghth mirror on the wall opposite me. My body was tall, but very thin from lack of proper nutrition. I was surprised to see I even had any curve to my chest and hips even though it was very slight. My hair was reflecting the setting sunlight though the giant window that sat on the west wall of the room. It was surprising how much time I had accually spent here. I came in at noon and now it was almost dusk. I still couldn't track time. Since the cell, I haven't been able to properly prioritize myself or even tell how much time goes by. Time seems to go by so much faster out here. Im just a poor girl stuck in the past, I mean all that happened years ago, but I cant let it go, I can't let my begining go. As long as that is my begining I will never forget. My body will never let go, their are wounds that your skin can't heal, scars that no amount of makeup can cover.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by the sound of a door opening. I assumed that it was the bedroom that lay on the other side of the bathroom door. After a few shuffling noises I heard the door shut again. I climbed out of the tub and grabbed the plush white towel hanging on the bar next to the tub. I wrapped myself up and walked up to the bathroom door, but I stopped. On the other side of that door was a whole new life, something that I won't ever be allowed to leave. If I walk through that door I will give up all I have ever know. I looked back to my old clothes piled in the corner. They were tattered and disgustingly dirty, I was clean now, did I want to put on today's clothes when I was already ready for tomorrow...

sighing heavily I pushed on the bathroom door, leaving what I knew behind.

the room in front of me was unchanged. It's beautiful design and furniture still polished. What was I to do? If I succeeded this would become my room, it was beautiful, but it was empty and cold. What memories would I be able to make in such a desolate and unforgiving life. I didn't want this, I wanted to go home. I wanted to work to my freedom. Not win it because of some lucky draw. This was a life where you needed to be elite, mistakes and mutts were not allowed. Born and breed into cruel cages where you do flips for the crowed that will never be pleased. Why would anyone want this. The higher ups laugh at people like us! The people that can't make it, they make fun of the ones who work toward dreams they will never reach within these walls! All while they get the world handed to them! It was always like this, I heard it was worse before the titans. People would be classified. If you couldn't make it you didn't belong!

... But, with the walls we are confined. We all have become caged cattle going along pushing into each other to survive. Constantly in fear of leaving in case the butcher is waiting to make a meal us. We put all our faith in the fact that the fence will protect us for our whole natural lives! That this wall will always be here! What happens to those who laugh at the workes when their wall breaks? When we can't protect ourselves anymore, that's when they will ask for forgiveness. For protection.

I walked up to the bed and looked down at the clothes they had laid out. It was a soft pink summer dress. Not very fancy. They also supplied shoes, a pair of black flats. That was it. It said that I needed to earn my keep. If I wanted better I needed to fight for it, no I needed to play their game. I grinned. I would play their game, I would win their game, and I would become the queen of it.

I peeked out the door after getting fully dressed. Javen was waiting outside the door. He moved from his position on the wall to stand infront of me. He bowed and held out his hand. I stared at him. After a minute he looked up at me and I gave him an eyebrow lift.

"come on, there's no need for that. We are on the same level." I said matter of factly. He stood to his full height and gave me the same look.

"I really don't think you understand your situation." he said.

"oh, I understand perfectly well, and thats why I want to go home." I replied. Javen stopped. He looked down at me.

"only someone who truly knows the value of a human life would say that." he said as I wrapped my arm around his and continued down the hall. When I made it to the stairs I stopped. Javen turned to me. "is everything alright"

"no. Where am I going?" I asked, still unsure of my decision. Javen smiled softly before taking my hand.

"we are just going to the dining hall."

"oh... Alright." I said continuing down the stairs with javen. No matter what has happened so far, I feel as if I am on my way to hell. i dont feel welcome. i made it halfway down the stairs before i stopped again. i took a deep breath and smiled at javen who looked as if he was ready to call me a medic.

"you are very kind." i said to javen, he looked at me almost surprised.

"thank you," he continued and i followed still attached to his arm. we reached the bottom of the steps. i looked back up the staircase, it was large beauty. i squeezed javen's arm and we walked toward the dining hall. "this is where we must part."

"wait what!?" i looked at javen in horror. he smiled and let my arm go, he backed up so he was about five paces behind me.

"as of now, we are not of the same rank. i must not walk at pace with you, i am now just your butler." he bowed. i stared at him as he held his position. it was a shallow bow, obviously because i was of little rank above him, but it showed that i was not the same girl anymore. i was in a different league. i was actually out of my league.

a creak from behind suddenly filled the entrance hall with light. i turned to face the boss, he stood very tall and important in the doorway to the dining hall. he looked at me with a warm smile, as if i deserved to be there. then he looked over to javen, who had straightened himself.

"get Miss Jivana seated and stop your dawdling." he commanded. javen bowed once again, deeper this time, he had the most perfect form when in the sights of his master.

"yes sir." he straightened up and walked me to my seat. "this way." he pulled out the chair next the his master. the boss sat proudly at the head of the table, not turning or moving to acknowledge me in any way. i did not deserve his attention, i were merely a slave girl, one who had the misfortune of being of 'special' decent. but there was one in the room that did deserve his undivided attention. on the opposite end of the table sat Simone. his oldest son, the one who would take over soon. simone looked at me and smiled, apparently i was worthy of his attention if only for a moment. i smiled at him and he turned back to his father.

"where is your brother?" the boss asked.

"i believe he is still in his room." simone answered.

"sulking i suppose…"

"very much so."

"fetch him now javen. dont take more than five minutes." javen left through the front door. it was silent for a short while so i put my head down. i had no right to hold my head up in the presence of the more elite.

" so miss Jivana, how was your work today?" i looked up at simone, who smiled politely.

"not very well sir, im sorry to say…"

"do not worry, as i told you, i understand you work hard and i am not the stiff my father is." he grinned at his father who scoffed.

"dont push it boy," he warned. simone just laughed. i smiled as well and used my face to hide it.

"do not hide your laughter, we are all friends here." simone said, i looked at him in udder shock.

" well.. i just-" i was cut off by simone's laughter. i smiled shyly, i couldnt help it, simone was a good person.

"see, you have a beautiful smile. any man would have half a mind to take you now." i stared dumbfounded at him. "be careful father or i might just marry her instead." i blushed.

" stop you joking, it is not polite dinner table talk! you're pushing your luck boy!" the boss snapped. simone just laughed off his father one more time. then it was silent as the door to the dining hall creaked open.

"mister Samuel has requested permission to enter to dine." javen spoke from the entrance.