<strong>Melody returning from the jungle with Marco</strong><br/><br/>They pulled up the the manor and her jaw dropped, no way was she staying there. It must have been a joke, dumped beaten on an island god knows where, then brought to this amazing manor? Melody was a bit confused, but she didn't question any of it, she kept her mouth shut, not daring to question or upset the man that brought her here.<br/><br/>Before she knew it, she was whisked  away by servants. They led her by her shackles to a tiny bedroom. They undid one shackle and clipped it to one of the posts on the bed. She was quickly stripped of her clothes, they were no longer suitable to wear any longer.<br/><br/>It was all like clockwork, just as the man had told her it would happen. Next she was released from the bed and escorted to a bathroom where the tub was full of bubbles. The servants scrubbed her body and hair, making her smell like a rose in full bloom. It all happened so quickly, and before she knew it, Melody was being taken from the tub, back to the bedroom.<br/><br/>She blushed hard as she was standing there naked in front of people she didn't know. Even the bath had made her uncomfortable with all those unfamiliar hands on her body.<br/><br/>A pale blue sun dress was slipped over her head, and her hair put up in a clip. Before Melody could ask or question where she was, or who the man was that brought her here, the servants scrambled out. She heard the door Click and lock shut. Melody moved to the window and stood there looking out the gauze curtains. Her wrists still shackled, she looked like an angel looking down on the island, so pure and innocent. Melody sighed wondering if her parents missed her or were looking for her. She was sad and lonely and just wanted to go home and sleep in her own bed. Deep down she knew that was not a possibility, and she waited to see just what her fate would be.