Princess Danielle kept her steely gaze locked to the person who stepped up to her cell. Though she didn't  say a word and only took a few steps back away from where she had been holding the bars prior to when what she assumed was a guard came towards her prison. Being sure to keep  her distance and staying far enough away from the individual who had graced her presence she watched as he or she placed  a bowl through the bars. What was inside could only really be her dinner and Danielle was not at all ready to eat whatever it was, even if her stomach was calling for her.<br/><br/>Before Danielle could look away from the bowl of food she was forced to clamp her hands tightly down over her ears and wince as a hatch in the ceiling opened and a old crank causes an iron chain to rattle loudly as it lowered from the hatch, the Princess really did not want to know what the chain was for and felt rather scared to assume she would find out sooner rather than later.<br/><br/>//i put my response as just adding this doesn't hurt the roleplay it just adds more from my side.