A silhouette framed the now open cell and pushed a tray of food towards her and then left.
After that thought, Cecilia started searching the cell for anyway out. Suddenly she heard a small click and one of the stones moved ever so slightly.
She kept pushing at the stone, until finally, sunlight came through. With one final push she pushed the stone out of its place and crawled out into a familiar area.
How could you Dad?
She walked the worn down path back to her palace. She walked in on her father sitting calmly on his, throne. When he saw her, he stood there mouth open, looking almost... worried
Confused, Cecilia didn't understand her father's emotions. Shouldn't he be happy that she's back, relieved that she's not harmed? Isn't this what he wanted her to prove? That she could take care of herself?
Suddenly a voice clears his throat. He's dressed in armor gear that looks too fancy to be actually worn as a defense. It all clicks. Her father planned her kidnapping so that he could finally get rid of her.