Lily’s POV
"Take her to the playground and give her thirty lashes. Now." She ordered and three guards stepped forward, dragging me to the playground, the place I was flogged last week.
They threw me on the ground, close to a big stone. Brought out a rope and tied my body together with the stone.
I was bent, curved, my hands wingling weakly on the air while my legs splayed on the bare ground.
The sound of the rope rotating in the air made goosebumps grow out of my skin, and before I could dictate what would happen next, a loud whip landed on my back.
I gasped in pain.
Another followed, with another and another. One of them was counting and one was flogging.
Madam Betty didn't care to ask me why I came late, she didn't even care to find out, she just ordered them to take me.
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