Chapter hundred and thirty-seven: Love is just a fairytale

It is almost spring yet no salvation has come to her. She would often sit at the top of the island's low hill imagining what would happen if she was courageous enough to break out and escape beyond the island. There were no boats, no ship and nothing of transportation in sight. She had often wondered how they brought supplies, firearms, explosives, gun powders and so many other necessities. How do the alpha man leave the island constantly and most importantly, how had they brought her in?

For a month now, she had explored every inch of the island as they had lessened security and surveillance around her which has become their greatest mistake, yet it seemed they were out of the world with no escape route. Luckily, her body had healed from her sour traumas but her heart has remained heavy and weary from the longing that came from the absence of her loved ones; she missed her family, her arrows inclusive but most heart wrenchingly, she missed the emperor.