I hung in my cell, bound by metal shackles that held me naked to the dungeon wall. The water from outside dripped from the ceiling. I saw a faint light gleaming on a puddle, and looked at my reflection. Filthy white hair, matted with blood, gold eyes dulled by hunger and thousands of beatings, a frail, starved body, pale from lack of sunlight, and a golden triforce on my left breast. The triforce was my only sign of hope. Auria, what have you done? You'll be here forever. I was being held captive for treason. I had objected to the princess destroying my town and sentencing a young kokiri boy to death. I knew not his name, but of his crime I did. He was starving and stole a loaf of bread. He is to be executed and fed to us as our next meal. I had not eaten in days, and had little hope that my next meal would be anything but human flesh. The princess had been angry with my town for not paying taxes, so she killed it off and burned it. I was kept as a slave for her father- a perverted, fat balding man. He would never be my king! I may only be seven years old, but I can fight like the best. My body has weakened over three years of sexual torture. The young boy hung near me, and sometimes the king would order us to engage in sex to entertain him. I thought it to be horrifying at first, but now I feel no emotion. I heard commotion upstairs, and the water dripping onto the floor turned blood red. A small, fragile body that I knew to be that of my closest friend, Malon, was dragged to the body pile. I screamed in agony. I needed to get out. I thought back to where my weapons were. They were in the armory. I had no means of getting to them without first alerting someone to my escape. Suddenly I heard loud screaming and the sound of clanging metal. The boy came running past me, clothed in a green tunic and hat. He looked up at me, touched my face gingerly and said, "I'll be back for you someday, Auria. Hang on."
Sorry I know it was so short but I have no more ideas!