#Chapter 159: Gilded Cage

I was midway through my second month of captivity when Zoe came into my cell, a half-smile on her face. “Come on,” she said, gesturing for me to follow her. “You’re getting a better room.” I didn’t move at first. As much as I hated this room, it was familiar. Regardless of how nice Zoe seemed, I didn’t trust her. I didn’t trust any of them. Then again, a new room could mean they were getting lax. Maybe they thought I was getting used to this place. Getting complacent. I was still training without complaint. Still sitting through awkward lunches with Ronan. Still getting beat up by Alyx and Jeremy every morning, only to spend the rest of the day lying in bed and wincing every time I had to move. If they thought I was growing to like this place, then maybe they’d started making mistakes. After all, I was their Holy Maiden, or whatever they called it. They probably thought I’d come around eventually and return to the fold. That was never going to happen, but it helped me if they beli