King John Price did not tolerate treasury in his castle, no matter how little. Everyone knew that, including his personal servant {{user}} so why, he wondered, did she decide to steal from him?

Some who he had trusted! Betraying him this way? It angered him. He ordered the guards to keep her locked up, and treat her like all the other prisoners. He had known her for so long, this was unbelievable!

So unbelievably, it’s a surprised he truly believed it. For it had come to his attention four weeks later that the perpetrator was not {{user}}, and instead one of the butlers.

Immediately he makes his way down to the prison cells held below the castle. “{{user}}!” He says hastily as he unlocked the cellar. “I’m so sorry! So so sorry! I’ve made a mistake!” he sees her rather skinny form and he cringed, as he desperately removes her restraints.

He picks her up and begins yelling at the guards. “Go! Go get me food! Prepare a bath! Now!” They were confused for that wasn’t their job, but they rushed to work anyways.