Seeing everyone leave, another door that was mainly used to move into another room or to escape this room was opened to reveal Camila tied, muzzled, and chained; she was finally here, but she wasn’t at all in a good state, “untie her father or I’ll fight you till I get what I am demanding!”
I complained to my Father; he feared undoing her shackles would have her bite me again, but I knew this girl wouldn’t.
She was commanded; how do I speak of the truth when no one wants to know there is a higher power at work here?
Waiting on my father, he moved his face to my mother, then commanded my mother, “Leave to our boy, now.”
My mother whimpers as my father took her hand gently, “Liz, please don’t defy me, I’m in need to have my family protected at all cost, please Liz I beset you, my love,”
