Chapter 3

Hey hey J

Told you! This chapter is a lot earlier xD

Anyway im sure you wanna read so enjoy!


After the whole ruckus of being found Misaki had eventually been thrown (by the guards) into a prison cell below the palace. Even the cells weren't that bad to stay in, even though mice and rats roamed around it was a meal for Misaki.

The cell was quite spacious with a mat on the floor -which was supposedly where she slept- next to the wall on the left and one small window on the right side of the room, protected by bars.

The floor wasn't marble but just cobble which Misaki was actually thankful of, seeing those floors again would probably make her sick.

She walked, hand cuffed to the mat which lay on the floor and sat on it finally getting a chance to take her breath back. Her hands were shaking and they were very tired with the heavy shackles bound around them. To heck, her whole body was exhausted. Being taken away from her home, being knocked out, having escaped and then again to get caught wasn't and ideal day for Misaki. At least she wasn't cold, she knew in some prisons you would have been stripped off and given thin rags to wear. Thank god they didn't take her hat off. Misaki went into deep thought asking herself many questions 'why? Why me? Why do they need wolves? Will I ever go back home? What will they do with me? Maybe they already found out that I am a yurich?' and before she knew it she was asleep…

It had been 5 hours until Misaki heard a clanging sound and woke up as her eyelids slowly opened. A guard was outside her jail cell shouting at her, telling her to wake up "oi! I haven't got all day!" the man said angrily. Realising where she was she picked herself back up.

She had dreamed about being back in Toron. She signed and walked over to the jail door her head down, with her bangs hiding her eyes. The door quickly opened and she was pulled out quite roughly, which made her fall onto the hard floor.

"Ouch" Misaki whispered as she looked at her now swollen ankle that had twisted awkwardly on the fall. The guard yanked her back up and before she knew it a chain had been put round her neck like a dog and she was being yanked through the prison to some stone stairs which looked broken as some of the steps were only half there. She felt the pain on her neck and try to keep up with her bad ankle to stop the harsh pulling. She limped out of the prison struggling up the stairs.

When they were at the top she asked where she was going and what was happening with a trembling voice. It was hardly audible as the chain around her neck was preventing her from talking properly. The guard replied with an evil tone "well, you're going to be judge by the king and prince and if you're not worthy enough that'll be it" while saying the last words he did an action of his fingers running along his neck. Telling Misaki exactly what would happen.

She gulped and carried on following the guard through the hallways that led back to the entrance of the palace. Again with marble floors, the pillars, chandeliers, and the stairs that curved and beautiful doors the guard went right to the end door.

Every step closer to that door made Misaki more and more scared. With the chain on her neck, the shackles on her wrists and the clothes she wore she looked very out of place as the biggest door in the whole hallway opened.

Her heart beat faster as the room they entered was even fancier than the hall with a huge throne decorated with emerald and ruby gems. Leading to the throne was a big red carpet. All over the walls there were flower patterns that had been chiselled in. Except from behind the throne where two horses were rearing one on either side each facing out. The room was magnificent to the last detail, 2 chandeliers hung from the ceiling which had crystals in them, making the room shine. Two fire places made out of marble were on either side of the room above them big pictures of fighting men hung.

Misaki mouth was left slightly gape as she had finished viewing the room. She wasn't into pretty things but she had to say this was outstanding. She brought her thoughts back and tried to compose herself.

She looked up to the throne once again were she saw and old man with grey hair and a beard. Yes this man was old but only his hair showed that as his back was straight and he looked ready to fight a whole army and still win. His eyes darted to Misaki as she entered the room and his eyes narrowed.

"Wow, what a dirty looking girl" a girls voice echoed through the room. Misaki eyes darted around as she saw a girl with long blond straight hair come out from behind her dads thrown. She was wearing a fancy gown which was lacy, blue and white. The blue matched her eyes that sparkled with excitement from seeing Misaki.

Said girl looked Misaki up and down judging her appearance "clearly just a peasant" she said her nose up in the air "defiantly smells like one" she said a bit quieter.

Misaki, with her good hearing heard that quite clearly and her eyes narrowed, 'this girl had just insulted her without even knowing her' All Misaki had been through and then this a girl bitching about her.

"Well what did you expect? You throw me down into the cellars I'm not exactly going to smell of roses like the rest of bloody place" Misaki said smiling proudly with her eyebrows narrowed as she the saw the girl get taken aback at her comment. Suddenly the man who had been on the thrown rose up and banged his fist against the arm the chair. He looked at Misaki with fire in his eyes and his voice bellowed around the whole palace "YOU DO NOT COME IN HERE AND OFFEND MY DAUGHTER OR MY PALACE!" he roared.

Misaki regretted what she just said as once again fear took over her body.

"I was going to speak with you and give you a fair chance of fighting back with the crime you just committed but I've already made up my mind!" he said in an angry tone "GUARD! Take this thing away and put her-" suddenly he was cut off as the huge door behind Misaki slammed opened. Everyone's eyes turned to the intruder.

A handsome man Stood there in fine clothing like the princess (obviously not a dress though xD). He was smiling and stood quite calmly, for the situation. He had blond spiky hair and beautiful emerald eyes that Misaki swear she could drown in. "Now, step-farther. Let's not make any rash decisions shall we?" the man asked with a voice of silk.

"Takumi!? What are you doing here?" the old man asked annoyed he had been interrupted. "Well I was informed to you know, I also decide the fate of this…" He looked at Misaki and smiled cheekily observing her black raven hair and fiery topaz eyes "…beautiful women"

Misaki immediately blushed and was about to call the man a 'pervert' but remembered what happened last time she offended a noble so quickly shut her mouth and looked down still blushing.

At the black hairs reaction he chuckled slightly but so no one noticed and put a poker face on. He looked up at his step-father and saw his judgemental eyes.

The old man sighed in defeat. "Fine, takumi. What is it that you want to happen to this peasant? Oh, and if she offends my daughter again there will be no more chances"

Takumi's eyes widened at the new news, this black-haired girl was very interesting and he wanted know more. To stand up to the princess... well that was something.

It had been a while since he had something fun to do. With an idea in his head he walked forward towards Misaki and the guard who was still holding her quite roughly. He glared at said guard and he immediately loosened the chain. "Well, how about we punish her for crossing onto private property. Not only private property but royal property" takumi said with still a poker face.

The old man's eyebrow arched in confusion as to what the boy was suggesting.

"I've decided what I want." He suddenly grabbed Misaki by the waist and brought her towards him. With the sudden force she fell towards and put her hands on his chest for support. "How about she becomes my maid, working until I'm satisfied that she's paid the price" he said.

Misaki blushed furiously in the position they were in, she struggled trying to get away from him his iron grip "NO WAY! I'm not going to be your slave! I'D RATHER DIE!" Misaki said getting very angry.

Takumi simply smiled at her actions…


Okayyy so that's the 3rd chapter!

Yes yes much sooner, everyone's happy then! Look out for the next chapter, not sure if this will be as quick but I still have ideas. So what do you think will happen to poor poor Misaki? Feel free to comment!