Chapter 18Cord
“Keep beating him,” Wren demanded.
Cord could feel the whips lashing into him. His back felt raw and broken. The pain had ended. The whippings had become a blur. Every time he woke, it started again. Sometimes, it was at Wren’s hand and others at Keithia’s. He yearned for water. He could feel every organ in him burning.
“Why? I thought you were kind. You were never like Damian,” Cord gasped between lashings.
“This is kindness. I have always been kind to you. I could kill you for trying to change the system. If you were Keir or Adin, you would be dead. This system works. I deserve power. Others deserve servitude. It is in their blood. I will not let our way of life be defeated. Not in this kingdom or any other. You were such a damn fool you never realized you could have b
