I was thrown to the floor of the ballroom, where the price sat drinking his wine. The guard shoving my face into the floor in a bow.

“My prince she was found snooping the palace halls. She is a spy!” The guards voice was rough and convinced

The prince looked down at me his two colored eyes striking. One blue on white. He was not born with two colored eyes. He was 9 when he had gotten kidnapped and was now blind in his left eye.

Everyone knew the story. Everyone knew from that day forth to stay on the princes good side.

He crouched in front of me. A gloved hand tilting my chin up. “Tell me little spy what pray tell did you hear in the halls”

His face was cold eyes boring into my very soul. I grit my teeth and say “I heard the crunched and smacking from eating over cooked bread. That was deemed not good enough for you. You take from the people and don’t give anything in return.”

A single brow rose and he straightened back up and speaking to the guard he says “throw her in the dungeons for the night.”