I slept for what seem hours. I did not stir. I was fairly sure this was all because of Jocelyn. I would bet anything she was providing her comfort for me. When I woke the next day, or what I believed was the next day, I felt rested. I was not even hungry. I sat in the solitude of my cell thinking of how miserable life was. I drowned my self in self pity. It wasn't until I was wide awake for hours that Jocelyn came to see me. In all of her splendid I might add.

I had never seen her as she truly is. Her black hair was loose and hung down her back. She wore man's trousers and a white male shirt. Her boots were not at all lady like. But nothing of that surprised me. It was her beautiful and giant wings. Soft as a child's skin, and a big as the cellar room.

"I have not much time," She whispered, "Bella, Faith, I have found out that the food that is going to be brought to you will be poisoned with the most terrible drams, resist in do no eat or drink anything from does vile man." I nodded in understanding. Her head turn at a sudden noise.

"I must go now" she whispered before she disappeared.

Once again I was left alone.

I remained still as I waited for whoever was approaching. The sound of steps descending from the stairs was nerve-wreaking. With each step I winced at the sound. Finally the soft jingle of keys announced the arriver. As I looked up and saw Jasper unlocking the rail doors. I looked up to see his eyes burning. They held and intensifying so strong and alive that if looks could kill I would be far gone.

"Bella, I brought you some food," he said before handing be a tray of delicious smelling bread and onion root soup.

"Thank you Jasper," I whispered before placing the food aside. He stood there and eyed me.

"Will you not eat?" he asked. I shook my head no. He sighed and let.

"Jasper wait!" I called to him. He did an about face and turn towards me.

"Yes?"

"Who is he?" I asked.

"He's a lost man" he said as his eyes shifted.