3rd person POV:
"Josephine!" Vance exclaimed in horror as he saw the guards toss Josephine into the cell without any regard for her. He rushed forward and caught her before she could fall.
"Same time tomorrow " The guard said gruffly and turned to leave.
Vance swallowed whatever insults he had for him and turned to look at Josephine. Her body trembled in his hold and he gently lowered her to the ground. She gripped his shirt sleeve, quiet sniffles coming from her lips.
"Are you okay?" He asked, his brows tight with worry.
"I-I..im okay," She replied softly.
"Those f*****g guards." Vance hissed. "What happened? Did any of them hurt you?"
"No," Josephine said. She brushed strands of wet hair back from her eyes and looked up at him. "It was O-Odin...he just...."
Vance didn't wait
