Isolde
Awareness prickled Isolde’s skin with each step she took into the room. She couldn’t believe her eyes as she took in the hundreds of males in the room.
She trembled, gripped in a vise-like grip by terror.
Is this the end of her days? The thought wandered in her mind, disconcerting her.
She had never felt this way before. Afraid. Tensed.
Isolde was always bold and outspoken, but with what she was witnessing, her power of speech took flight.
She became mute.
Her feet dragged hesitantly over the floor, shaking. All the pairs of eyes were on her, eating her up.
Oh, she was about to die, her mind concluded. The tension made her stop in the middle of the hall, but the sentinels pushed her.
“Move!” They roared simultaneously.
Instead of treading forward, she fell with a ga
