Damien's POV:
From the corner of my eyes, I watched the guard bring the bucket closer until he was right in front of the man tied down on a steel chair.
He turned to me, but didn’t speak, his gaze held all the questions he had,
I nodded, giving him his answer.
With a soft grunt, the guard heaved the bucket forward and poured cold, icy water all over the face of the elder.
Rowan jerked awake with a gasp, then began coughing almost instantly as he found his airways blocked by water, and his skin prickling from icy water. He blinked rapidly, the shock overwhelming him as he looked around with a confused gaze.
I could see him notice the bare walls, the metal rails, and then, finally, he noticed the thick metal bindings around his wrist.
That confusion evaporated into something ti
