Chapter 108:
I slumped hard onto the bed, closing my eyes, but sleep eluded me. Thanks to that bitch!
A swell of pride filled my chest as the events replayed in my mind.
It felt so good to fight back. I would never be her puppet.
The King owned me, not her.
Despite the King’s claim on me, he had never subjected me to any chores.
It didn’t take long before my eyelids grew heavy, and sleep finally overtook me.
I succumbed, curling into a ball as if to protect myself.
Not long after, a knock sounded on my door.
I dismissed it, covering my ears with my pillow.
Maybe it was a dream. But the knocks grew angrier and louder, as if the door was about to break.
Reluctantly, I got out of bed and walked toward the door.
I had barely opened it before three men barged in. Crippled by fear, I froze as three hefty guards entered, glaring at me with malicious intent. Their eyes burned with hatred.
Without wasting a second, one of the guards threw me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
“You can’t just barge into my room and carry me away! Let me go!” I screamed, hitting the guard holding me, but was met with nothing but silence.
Exhausted from screaming, my head began to ache, and I started crying.
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It didn’t take long before we arrived at a strange place. Horrid screams echoed all around us.
I didn’t need anyone to tell me we had arrived at the dungeon where Damon’s enemies met their end.
“I warned you!” A familiar voice rang out in the darkness.
I didn’t need a sorcerer to tell me it was the mistress’s voice.
“Now you will face the consequences of being rude to your master,” she said, walking away.
“You are not my master, and you will never be!” I snapped, gritting my teeth in anger.
I should have known that this was her way of punishing me.
“Deal with her.” Her final command echoed in the air as she slammed the dungeon door behind her, leaving us in darkness. Despite the brave face I tried to put on, my heart trembled as fear began to consume me.
I wasn’t surrounded by gentlemen.
“Don’t touch me!” I screamed, panic seizing me as they carried me and chained my hands and legs to a wired fence.
“Get your filthy hands off me, monsters!” I struggled against the chains, but it was useless.
A tear slipped down my face when I heard the sound of my clothes being ripped, leaving my back exposed.
