HAZEL’S POV
The carriage rattled underneath me, as I sat, two guards sandwiched between me. The first feeling I had was of fear, and anxiety, of what was to come. I was getting auctioned? What was going to happen to me? I was clueless on that, but I knew my life would be a much more living hell that it was when I was with Killian.
We rode down the streets of the not so busy town, and my eyes caught a glimpse of a few passers by. If I was in a better emotional state, I would’ve had time to relish in the scenery. I looked back down to myself, to the dress I had been forced to wear and I felt utterly disgusted.
I was being dressed, to please men, it sickened me.
It didn’t take long before the carriage came to a halt, and the doors swung open. The guards pulled me out harshly, an
