Mountain Land - The sold princess (Book2) - Epilogue (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1087081135-mountain-land-the-sold-princess-book2-epilogue?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=maritzawrites&wp_originator=1MB4DcDze4DBvPieFWH%2BPHNf%2Fi3dxP6UpkL7Au%2FbaOKVtG2rFs0KxHrbBzhw4dcXMxBr34AivQxbwJVRvxq4UJp%2B%2FH1YR68e%2B7UVDGixSW4TREq3EMIPY3vQ%2F7KOrjW9 Hello my darling! Thank you for selecting this book. This is book 2 of the "Land" series, if you haven't read book one yet "Forest Land - The awakening", please do that first or you will miss all kinds of important and juicy details. Hope you enjoy it, stay awesome xoxoxo I hate the smell of this dungeon. Even though I've been here for years I have never gotten use to it. How can you get use to the constant smell of fresh blood and urine? I use to vomit every day in the beginning, when I was a child... My dear mother - the very epitome of the word "perfection" decided this was where I belong... It's been days since my last proper meal and my stomach is cramping. Uncle Theo has been gone for a few months and I have never felt more alone in my life. The last of the ointment and herbs he gave me I finished three days ago and my body is throbbing with pain. Bloody torn skin decorates my arms and legs. My back is shredded and the fabric of my linen dress - if you can call it a dress is sucking the blood up, sticking to me like a skin. I dread the moment someone will yank the fabric off my back and tear the wounds open again. My wounds are deep and my weak frail body can not heal me fast enough anymore. Infection is inevitable. I suspect it won't be long before my body shuts down completely and I breathe my final breath. A person can only endure torture for so long and like I said, it's been years... I will die happy though knowing that the Snow bitch could never break me; none of them could. Uncle Theo was my only friend but he had to leave, he had to save the baby. So here I sit in my dark cell with a hood covering my hair and most of my face; huddled in the corner. I am not allowed to take off my hood except for when I am being tortured and they replace it with a bag Death should hurry the fuck up, I don't have all day.