Liora was having the worst experience of her entire life.

It’s been nearly three days.

Three days since the life she knew ended. Three days since she and her daughter were dragged like peasants and thrown into this godforsaken place.

All they were given for sustenance were meals not fit for swine, while being held in hope that her husband, whom she learned had managed to escape his confinement, which wasn’t so surprising, would take the bait for their sake.

But Liora knew better.

If at all Victor were to come rescue someone, it would be his daughter.... Not her.

And knowing Victor, she doubted he would even take that risk. Not until he was certain to succeed.

However, the most torturous situation for Liora at the moment wasn’t their destitute state.....

It was the fact that, just like how she had lost her husband, her home, and all the wealth and status she had.....

She had also lost her only child, her one and only daughter, Kaelara.

No, she wasn’t on a run and being hunted like her father Victor....

Something even more terrible had happened to her. It would seem the whole ordeal had caused her to lose her mind.

Now, everything she says has to do with someone she calls her master.... Whom she was certain would find his way into this dreary place, so fortified that even grandmasters would be like toddlers.....

And somehow come rescue them from underneath the watch of those monsters above them.

Liora at first was confused by this sudden belief in a person she calls master, because she couldn’t recall when she or her father had ever appointed anyone as her teacher.....

So, curious and already fearful of her daughter’s depleting mental state....

Liora asked her who this ’master’ person was.

And her response was like an explosion in Liora’s ears, further confirming to her that her daughter had completely lost her mind.

It was the young man. The same bastard who had defiled her daughter.....

The useless hero of item box was the one whom her daughter now calls master.

Liora had almost fainted when she heard Kaelara say these words as if announcing her god.

Liora was lost on what to do and where to even start.

No matter how hard she tried to make her daughter see sense, it appears the brainwashing of that vile young man had taken root deeper than she could cull.

The last straw was when she saw her daughter kneeling with her unusually enlarged breasts exposed, while massaging them and making a prayer to her master.

Her daughter had now become a complete lunatic.

Still worried for her daughter’s health as a mother, she asked her why her breasts had gotten so enlarged.

It wasn’t that it looked bad; it actually looked really good...which was also unusual, as well as the other changes in her daughter.

But as her mother, who understood the body of her daughter, she asked her why the sudden change, because she could also notice she had a lot of discomfort from there as well... even though she never addressed it, and was always smiling like the world was rainbows and sunshine when they were still being confined in such filth.

Her answer was, of course, just as nonsensically enraging as her other insane utterance

She had told her that her breasts were a tribute to be offered to her master.

Liora was left wondering where she had gone wrong in her life, and with every time the name of that item box hero was brought up, the angrier she became.

He is the culprit responsible for her daughter’s current condition. Maybe not for the fact that her husband was discovered as a traitor....

But he is the reason her daughter had changed completely from who she knew to this stranger before her.

Now, Liora even found her own daughter to be a little scary at times.

This happens when she says something negative about the scoundrel she considers her master.

She even has this feeling that if she weren’t her mother, she might have done something terrible to her for saying such words about that person.

"Oh.... how my life has turned.." Liora murmured dejectedly in the corner of the dimly lit confinement dungeon as she ran her hands through her luscious hair.

She turned over to the side, just a few inches away from her, her daughter Kaelara was simply sitting there, smiling all peacefully with her eyes closed, like everything was in control.

"Lara ?. What’s making you so relaxed this time ?" Liora muttered as she turned to her daughter.

"Don’t tell me you still think that person will come save you ?!’

"Think. Use your head, Lara!. No one is coming for us!"

"Even your father would not be caught with a thousand-inch staff around the vicinity of this dungeon... "

"Not to talk of that person!. Look around you, Lara!...."

"It’s just us.....Come to your senses, please!" Liora yelled as her voice began to break on the verge of tears.

Kaelara, her back resting against the rough wall, turned her head slowly to her mother, as the smile on her face softened a little, she then spoke endearingly to her.

"Mother.... Trust me...."

"My master will come." Kaelara said softly as she turned back, smiling to face the entrance of their confinement, looking through the cold iron bars, as if expecting someone to walk over there any second.

Liora stared at her daughter for a few moments before sighing and turning back to face the wall ahead of her.

The only person she blames for her daughter’s state is herself for not being more observant and noticing such drastic shifts in her own daughter.

And she, of course, also blames the scoundrel who had brainwashed her daughter to such an extent. He had not only stolen her purity, but he had also messed with her head, and now she couldn’t even differentiate real from fantasy.

Liora planned to close her eyes and sleep away the hurt and turmoil in her heart, but something happened....

Something that caused her such shock, she struggled to speak.

"There you are."

Liora heard a calm, soothing voice coming from the entrance of the cell.

startled, she turned sharply.....

And there at the entrance, stood a shirtless, seductively handsome young man with strange but intimidating markings running across his chest, arms, and the sides of his sculpted body.

He was weirdly barefoot and looked completely out of place in the space around him... with an aura that calls to the deepest parts of her.

Liora was mesmerized and was about to form the words to ask who in the world he was, and how he even managed to get down there half naked.....

But her daughter’s next words shattered her entire worldview.

Tears of joy streamed down Kaelara’s pretty face as she rose shakily from the floor, her gaze fixed ahead.

She staggered to the entrance in front of the iron bar, holding onto the bars before collapsing to her knees as she whispered smiling ....

"My Master"