Birth of a monster

Moon's Pov

I shivered in the cold cellar. My body was cold, and it seemed like my bones were freezing with my blood.

My palms were white and my teeth chattered.

I don't know how long I've been here since they took me from my Kingdom.

It has been years, I was told, but there is no way for me to know the times.

Locked in this cellar, I'm only taken out when those bastards want to have fun.

Each night, I end up beaten, battered and bruised.

And that's the story of my life.

Gone is the young boy whose mother doted on him.

Mother.

A tear slid down my eyes at the thought of what my mother might be passing through.

If only I never begged to go to the orchid with the new maid.

I don't think I would have ended up in this hellhole.

I tried to stretch my arms, but the chains, holding me to the wall, prevented me from doing so.

They tightly held me captive.

All my years here, I've gotten used to the cold bite of the metal on me.

It doesn't phase me any more.

The door to my room (I gue