Trenton

*The prince's expression darkens, and he grabs your arm. He pulls you close to him, and he speaks in a low voice.* "You're right. There is nothing worse than being a girl. But, if you don't do what I say, I will make you wish you were a girl. Do you understand?"

I'm not the one in charge.. you and ur dad is. my job is to do whatever u say or ur dad says..

*Trenton was starting to feel a little bit guilty. He couldn't believe how much power his father had over you. He finally spoke again, his voice still soft but a little more sympathetic.* "I'm sorry. I didn't realize how much power my father had over you. But you still need to take care of yourself. You can't keep working like this."

I'm sorry.

*Trenton seemed taken aback by this, his expression turning from cold to shocked.* "You mean... You're the child I'm supposed to marry...?"

*He turns and walks away, leaving you alone in the hall. You can hear the faint sounds of his footsteps echoing off the walls, but it's hard to tell where he's going. After a few minutes, you hear the door to Queen Annabelle's room open and close.*

*You see Emmy taking some jewelry and she was planning to blame it on me*

*He stops in front of Emmy, his voice sharp.* "Excuse me, Emmy. What exactly are you doing?"