Lyra
My first thought was to scream intensely and consistently but then again who was in our vicinity to catch wind of my screeches? A part of me hoped that per harps Caleb would heed my distressed calls but why would a foreign thief who had been captured by my guards and tossed in the dungeon so as to await his imminent execution whirl around to salvage my life?
Two burly men approached me and I let them out, screams that were loud enough to awaken the dead.
"Silence her, I would rather not have unnecessary attention drawn to us. I have always fancied youthful delicacies and I would not like any sort of disturbances during my feasting."
A greasy palm covered my mouth rendering me unable to continue with my summoning for succor. Scorching tears burnt my eyes as I thoug
