"This is going to be fun." They both said in harmony. 

My spine tingled, my throat parched as I tried to stay as close to the middle of my cell as possible. 

The older one with black hair and white eyes looked away, minding her own, the little girl continued to stare at me as if she was a doll, occasionally giggling to herself. 

I tried to look at her, smiling and lightly waving hello. Her smile widened by a bit, she didn't respond as she continued to stare at me from her cell. 

Ignoring her, I continued to observe the prison, nothing particularly standing out. Prisoners were quiet, staring at me but not saying a word. 

The low buzz of the lights, the dozens of eyes staring at me, with an occasional thud from above, the dim hallway with an eerie silence made me afraid to even gulp. All while that girl continued to stare at me.

I closed my eyes, trying to ignore everything around me, especially that girl, and calm myself down. I took a deep breath in, and a breath out through my mouth, the cold air brushing against my skin giving me goosebumps. 

Suddenly, my cell door rattled, causing me to jump. The man steadily walked towards me, stopping a few feet in front of me. "You've been called." He said with his monotone voice. 

He held out rope and a bag, presumably to put over my head. I looked down at his hands, looking back up, pausing for a few seconds before hesitantly nodding. 

I held my arms out as he tied my hands and put the bag over my head, checking if I had anything on me before leading me somewhere. 

After several minutes, I arrived. He took off the bag and looked at me, before sighing. "Don't do anything stupid." He told me before signalling me to go in. 

The door in front of me was dozens the size of me, gems embedded into the door with gold embeddings, the strong silvery material reflecting my face to myself. 

I hesitantly took a step forward as the doors opened, revealing a grand room, rich with decoration and architecture I could only describe as rich. 

Towering pillars on either side, leading up to the throne. Air that smelt like construction and fresh paper, every nook and cranny having some sort of detail embedded into it, from the towers to the lights that hung high above. 

And at the very end of it all, sat a bored woman, her elbow resting against the armrest as she supported her cheek using her hand.

She was otherworldly; rich, powerful, beautiful, flawless. Her emerald green eyes expressionlessly stared into mine, snow white hair with purple highlights. She had pale pink lips and a disappointingly, yet fitting, small chest. 

I slowly walked over, the dozens of servants watching my every step on either side, completely polar to their Queen, being extremely cautious. 

The chain leftover on my leg dragged against the bright red carpet, leaving a trail of mess as I finally reached her, kneeling only a few metres away from her. 

She slowly looked down at me, her eyes unwavering, filled with arrogance.

She stared as silence filled the room, I waited.

"..."

"..."

No one dared to make a sound, including myself. 

"Up." She said. Her voice as smooth as a calm river, mature, and deep.

Obeying her command, I put my head up. She pointed at me, curling her index finger backwards and forwards, gesturing for me to come towards her. 

I looked around me, making sure she wasn't talking to someone else. With no one behind or near me, I slowly got up, my knees supporting my hands as I waddled my way up to her, the heavy chains still strapped to my legs and arms. 

As I was nearing closer, one of the men standing somewhere on the sidelines rejected the idea. "Your majesty, I sincerely apologise for interrupting, but that man could be dangerous! Please let us-" 

He was cut off as the Queen spoke. "Shut it." She demanded with an irritated glint. The poor guy looked like he was about to piss himself with how stiff he became. 

I accidentally lightly chuckled out loud, a furious expression forming on the man and a poker face instantly formed onto mine as I realised what I just did. 

I started to feel sweat down my back as I shut my mouth. 

The Queen looked at me with a neutral expression. She stared at me as I stood frozen in front of her throne, unsure of what to do within this quiet and ominous environment. 

She continued to stare.

"…"

"..."

"Pfft- m- hehehehehaha!" Her poker face collapsed suddenly and she started uncontrollably giggling within her seat as her hand covered her mouth.

After a few seconds of her laughter, she managed to regain composure, sitting up straight. "Amusing." She said with a slight smile on her face.

"Come closer." She said as I quickly complied.

Standing next to her, she carefully eyed me down, her two fingers under her chin. "Hmmm…" She hummed as she continued staring.

Suddenly she reached her hand out, touching my chest and feeling my entire upper body, squeezing my shoulders as she went down, grazing over my chest and abs and she was about to touch my…

But I moved my hands in front of my crotch in a smooth and inconspicuous way, forcing her to go around. I couldn't help but notice her lips fall down a bit when I did that before she went back to her poker face.

"Hmmm… I'll decide later, for now keep him in the prison, but keep him alive." She said as she shooed me away. 

I was confused until the guards on the sidelines quickly came up and roughly restrained me, causing me to lightly groan in pain, eliciting a response from her. "Be. Gentle." She said with a heavy glare. 

The guards became frightened and instantly bowed down while apologising, leaving me unrestrained again. 

'Are these guys idiots?' I wondered as they brought me back to the prison.

They took the bag off my head and threw me in, staring at me in disgust for no reason whatsoever. I looked back and gave them a middle finger, sitting back down against the wall as they locked the door.

"Are you okay?"

"What happened?"

Said both of them. The older one was more concerned about what happened, the younger one concerned more about whether I was okay or not. 

Not caring enough to give a proper response, I shrugged my shoulders as I rested my head against my knees, trying to pass the time. 

As I was finally slowly drifting away to sleep, the cell rattled, annoying me. 'Just has to be at the worst times…'

I lazily lifted my head to see food slid into my cell. All the other prisoners quickly got up, devouring the food as if they hadn't eaten in days. 

The loud noise of fingers scraping and clunking against the metal plate resonated within the room, slowly getting louder and louder as they continued handing out meals. 

I covered my ears with my hands, trying to block out the noise but it just…

"It's so fucking loud!" I said to myself as I also slowly stood up and grabbed the plate before the bugs littered across the floor got to it. 

The food looked horrible. It was this slushy grey smudge with hints of sugar and spice across the top. 

I sat back down and observed it, debating whether it was worth eating or not. 

"You should eat onii-chan." The small girl on my left said, her meal already finished and back to her usual spot. 

"Yep~ you really should, but I can take it if you don't want it." The other one on my right said, clearly emphasizing her cleavage to me. 

Ignoring the fox on my right, I came closer to the small girl on my left, offering my food to her. "You want it?" I asked her as j held it out. 

Her face was completely blank as she stared at me. After a few seconds she looked back up at me, clearly surprised. She looked lost and didn't know what to do, I urged her on to take it, because I didn't want it. "Just take it, I don't want it."

Tilting her head, she slowly slid her arm in between the cell bars, taking a small piece before quickly bringing it back, hitting her small hand against the bars as she fumbled back. 

I sighed and left the plate there, walking back to my spot and talking to the mature one to my right. "You're not gonna say anything?" I asked her. 

She seductively laughed, "No it's okay, I understand. I think I understand what type of man you are now."

"Yeah sure, whatever you say…" I sneered as she lightly smiled, supposedly happy watching her younger sister eat more. 

The small girl slowly ate, finishing her food after a few more minutes and licking her lips. I knew it was wrong, but she reminded me of my little sister, or what I thought was my little sister. 

So innocent and sweet I couldn't resist as I tried to wash away the memories. A few tears leaking out as I kept my head in between my legs, reminiscing of the past. 

"Uh- uhm, thank- thank you onii-chan." She managed to erk out as she tried to slide the plate over to me. 

I slid over to the cell bars, taking the plate and putting my hand between the bars, trying to pat her head. She flinched and backed away, making sure to be out of my reach. 

I smiled bitterly and took the plate, putting it outside of my cell like the rest of the prisoners had already. 

Around 10 minutes later a few servants came down and took all the plates, leaving as fast as they could. 

I couldn't help but wonder how my days would look in here, and what was going to happen to me but I brushed it off and tried to sleep as lights went out. 

Slowly… I fell asleep…

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….

….

I woke up the sound of my cage rattling, the silhouette of a woman opening the door. I could hear men grunting and women crying far away from my cell, the sounds bringing back memories I'd rather have forgotten.

The door slowly opened...