Just then, Hera felt her hands loosen at the very moment. She wanted to stand up and make a dash for it when her eyes gasped as the Keeper, the blue eyed one went to bring in a girl from the outside of the door.
Hera's eyes bulged.
For before her was the very one person she cared the whole of Hearth for.
Her own sister, Hana.
"Exactly, Hera, tell me, would you escape us when your sister's life hangs in the balance between you and I?" Bishop Fraiser said, his words becoming poison that ate at the serenity of her soul.
"What are you doing?" Hera fumed, baring her dentition at the Bishop.
She tried to rise to feet only to feel the restraints at her waist which bound her to the chair tug harder and tighter. She grimaced but she did not mind the pain. She'd rather be dead than let anyth
