Who: Katie Bell and Tavish Urquhart What: New houseguest. When: Wednesday Night Where: Craigston Castle Rating: Low/Medium
Katie didn't know how long it had been. She didn't have her wand or her journal. She wagered it'd been a day, given that the houseelf had brought her dinner twice now. She hadn't touched a single meal, not that first dinner, nor breakfast, nor lunch. The other dinner, the one for tonight, lay cold and untouched off to the side. She'd left it near the door of the cell so that the house elf could take it away.
She wasn't planning on eating. Not a single bite. Not until she saw Tavish. Figured out what he meant to do with her. The DMLE hadn't come, but perhaps they were just taking their time. She'd heard stories of them taking months to retrieve someone from Azkaban, but why wasn't she there.
Katie did feel weak and tired, though. She'd gotten a few hours of sleep she wagered, restless sleep where she'd been waking up with every small sound. Right now, though, she leaned back against the wall. They'd taken her boots since the heels were sharp and 'dangerous'. Her earrings too, as well as her arrow necklace. She felt naked without it and she rubbed her neck, fighting off another fit of trembling from not eating. She was naturally thin, so she had little to nothing stored to sustain her.
She was fine with that. She would starve herself. Hopefully, he'd forget her and they'd forget her for the right amount of time. The house elf appeared again and gave her a sad look with those eyes and she almost felt bad for not eating the food. "No offense." she murmured, her voice hoarse from screaming in anger and desperation.