Prisoners of War

"You don't need to tell me the answer now!" William said this, and quietly departed. Leon was already at my side, and he took me by the waist with one hand, and led me into his arms. "Here you are!" Leon stared at me with those purple eyes, "I received a letter from William, who told me what happened!" I am sorry to leave you alone among the Maple tribe. But no matter, Mark had already killed Alpha Mac! Now, let me take you to see my prisoner of war!" Leon's words were tinged with cruelty as he led me to a well-fortified dungeon. We passed through dark dungeon passages, the uneven ground was damp and slimy, and even the air was full of rancid odors. When we reached the end, I saw Princess Madeleine locked in a cell. I saw that her hair was disordered, that her hands were fastened with silver chains, and that her red dress, embroidered with golden roses, was stained with sludge. Princess Madeleine, who had lost her crown, was like a remnant of a flower that had been ravaged by the winds