Chapter 43 Still angry, my lady?
- Roksolana looked around at the room she was kept in since three days ago, void of any furniture. She blamed herself for being in this predicament. If she hadn't trusted her kidnapper, she wouldn't be in this mess. The only thing she comforted herself with was the fact that she had no way to know what was running in another person's mind. And given the circumstances she had been in, she had had no choice but to trust. She looked up as she heard footsteps approaching. When she saw that it was her kidnapper, she looked away.
- "Still angry, my lady?" The man asked.
- Roksolana refused to answer him. He had lied to her after all. She had woken up in this shabby room instead of a ship as he had promised. He had tied her up when she had tried to run away. And then, he had refused to answer any of her questions. Forget about the questions, the man had barely checked on her. The only thing he had done in her favor was made sure her meals arrived at the right time.