Bitter Remnants of Royalty

Ethan Carrington, a Forgotten Prince.
He said if he could leave The Basement, he'd make me his concubine.
I'd never be his concubine.
I stole food for him.
After he ate his fill, he let me eat pickles and fly-infested porridge.
I turned and fed it to the stray cats. How could I eat such coarse food?
Back in my room, I pulled out a roast chicken and started eating.
If he could leave The Basement, he'd naturally have endless delicacies.
I, of course, lived for the moment.
Why should I, a mere maid, suffer alongside my master?
I couldn't touch that royal wealth and power anyway.