CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
ELIZABETH’S POV
After much difficulty, I had managed to convince Leon to put the two injured men to rest while he sent for a healer in the next village. It would be fruitless to talk to men who seemed like they could pass out on me the next minute. In the empty tent now, was just me and the captor who had laid his hands disgustingly on me with inches of space between us. It was almost impossible to retract the image of that act from my mind but I needed to do this. Whoever had sent them had to be someone so influential that they would rather die than reveal his or her identity. I needed to know the truth and there was no better way I knew how other than to play a game of minds, twisting the perpetrator till they gave you exactly what you wanted.
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