On the twenty–seventh day of her captivity, Sophia learned to be obedient. She stopped fighting, stopped her hunger strikes, and even offered Vincent a faint smile from time to time. Vincent was wary at first, but gradually, he began to believe she had resigned herself to her fate.
“What do you want to eat today?” he asked one morning, tying his tie by the bed.
Sophia leaned against the headboard, her hair cascading over her shoulders. Her voice was calm. “Whatever you make.”
“th
Vincent’s fingers paused. A flash of surprise crossed his eyes, followed by a smile. “Alright.” He turned and went to the kitchen, his posture relaxed for the first time in weeks.
The moment he was gone, Sophia threw back the covers and pulled a micro–computer from under the mattress–stolen from his study last week. She typed a series of codes, her fingers flying across the keyboard. She had breached the island’s
security system. An encrypted distros signal
was sent.
of
“Princess!” he yelled, rushing toward her. “Come with
Three nights later, Sophia stood on the edge a cliff. The wind howled, whipping her dress around her. Hurried footsteps came from behind. Alexander had arrived with his men.
mel”
Sophia glanced back at the guards chasing them and suddenly smiled. “Alexander, are you afraid of heights?”
Before he could react, Sophia grabbed his hand and jumped off the cliff.
Vincent stood on the shore, flanked by dozens of guards. “Done running?” His
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