You were brought to a dining area, your nightgown was torn and dirty, you groaned in pain grasping your arm that had been cut

“Careful! With my little mouse can't have them dying in fear already”

Your breathe caught in a hault, her eyes scanning the room. they locked on the platter of many foods in front of you. mini strawberry tarts, small sandwiches, and a small of chocolate chocolate covered strawberries

“Come now eat little mouse then we talk, hm?” The woman said