“Holy shit! Who is this?” she screeched while staring at her reflection in the mirror. “This has to be some fucked up dream. Yes, this is a dream,” she repeated while slapping her cheeks.
“Dream?” someone whispered behind her making her jump in fright.
“W-who are you?” she asked as she looked at the man behind her.
“I should be asking you that woman?” he said with a scowl. “How dare you set foot on the Winter Forest?”
“Winter what?” she asked, confused while blinking.
“Winter Forest,” he retorted, “are you stupid?”
“Hey, that’s rude!” she barked while pointing her finger at the man. “For someone handsome as you, you are rude!”
“Me? Rude?” he chuckled.
“Yes, I’m dreaming,” she repeated while looking at her hands.
Hearing a snort, she looks up. Her eyes widen as she backed away, surprised. He was too close to her. Noticing the smug plastered on his face, she watched him in horror.
“Explain how you ended on my territory,” he growled, making her tense under his gaze. Shivers ran down her back, making her cringe in fear.
“I-I don’t know!” she snapped back, “I don’t know.”
He scoffed with distaste.
“Fine then. Let’s see how long you last when I torture you,” he said and grabbed ahold of her wrist.
“Let go, asshole!” she said as she struggles.
“What did you call me?” he asked furiously, slamming her against the mirror; he growled at her. “Fucking dare call me that again!”
She had no words, just tears that threatened to escape. Finally, with a sniff, she grabbed courage and answered back, “I called you asshole!”
I’m Vivianne Skye, and I just got locked in a dungeon. The worst is that I think I just got seriously fucked.