FAYE'S POV
The night felt endless.
My eyes were fixated on the gradual stream of sunlight through the small window at the top of the silver dungeon. I lay on the cold ground, my body seared by the silver chains.
Throughout the night, I had been pondering how to confront Timerante, who would arrive later.
Should I continue obediently eating the food they gave me and allow the witch doctor to extract a bag full of blood to save his lover? No! Absolutely not!
Fuck that!
He killed six of my comrades! Six!
Even if my brother did send people to assassinate him, he didn't need to avenge their deaths now that he had tried every way to t*****e me!
To confront such a malevolent mastermind, there was only one way I could think of, that is, fighting him with all my might!
Now, the tables had
