Watch Your Tone

ANYA POV

I sat down with worried-filled eyes as I thought of a way to escape from here. I was a prisoner in my home right now, and trust me it was the worst thing that could happen to me. I tried to be optimistic about my situation even when the odds aren't on my side.

I heard a knock on my door and turned to see my maid Ashley, who my parents had assigned to me after Mira left. I had tried talking her into helping me out but declined without pity. She was stern in her will to forever listen to my father's orders rather than my plea for help.

"Good morning, your highness." She bowed. "Your father has sent for you." She added as I let out a stressed sigh.

The only reason why she would come at this time of the morning is that my parents must have sent for me and I knew that they were both going to darken my mood as that was what they enjoyed doing the most.

"Tell him I'm sick," I told her, trying to prove stubborn even when I knew I would still meet him. Mila frowned at me, not showing