The Captured Prisoner Of War Princess Captures The Heart Of The King Conqueror

ers. The once-lush fields were now trampled and burned, the air thick with the smell of smoke and

l, her energy waning. She stumbled, her vision blurri

ain washed over her, forcing her to lie back down. She was in a cold, damp cell deep withi

e entered. Eliana's eyes adjusted to the dim light, and she saw King Kael standing

and husky. "I see you're awake. You'll be ple

le. "You'll pay for this, Kael," she spat, trying

t. "I'm not concerned about your people, Princess," he said. "I'm concerned

"You'll never break me,"

at," he said, turning to leave. "You have a l

etermination. She would not be broken. She would escape,

harsh treatment. But she refused to give up. She plotted her escape, using ever

wondered if they were safe, if they were fighting back against Malakar's aggression

thoughts. The door opened, and a guard entered. "Time for

guard. She would play along, for now, but

ng in the corridor. Their eyes met, and for a moment, she felt a spark

hrough Eliana's hair as she walked. She was surrounded by high w

as a woman, tall and imposing, with piercing green eyes. Eliana felt a shiv

na asked, trying to

am Lyra, one of King Kael's advisors," she said. "

ed. "What do you want

lp each other, Princess," she said. "But for now, l

feeling that Lyra's words were more than just a threat.

e would play it on her own terms. She would escape, an

Eliana's spirit remained unbroken. She would not be defeated.

e the cost of her freedom? And

ent thinking of ways to break free from her prison, to outsmart her captors and make her way back to Eldrador.

saw Lyra again. The advisor was standing by the wall, wa

aid, her voice low and husky. "You have a fire

o you want from me?" she asked,

ther, Princess," she said. "You see, I have certain...reservations about King Ka

divisions within Malakar's court, of advisors who disagr

tive?" Eliana asked, t

plan that could benefit both of us," she said. "But it

ra, to believe that she could help her escape. But another part of her

ehind her. She turned to see King Kael standing in the doorway, his

. "I see you're enjoying the exercise yard. But I fe

o could it be? She hadn't seen anyo

behind him. It was a man, tall and imposing, with pie

, his voice dripping with mal

Ravenswood, one of Eldrador's own nobles. But what was he doin

ing to keep her voice steady. "Wh

come to make a deal, Princess," he said. "A deal tha

al could Ravenswood possibly be makin

at her fate was about to take a dramatic turn. And she was