♔ Eustacia (P.O.V)
“Well?” A squeaky female voice snaps me out of my thoughts. “What are we going to do first?”
I give a small shrug in response, keeping my head low. Almost immediately, I regret my decision to shrug, even if it was the smallest movement. The tightened chains force me to stand and allow only a small room of movement. Yet, even with the small room of movement, they sink deeper into my flesh. The Wolfsbane covering the chains seep deeper into my wounds, saturating the already painful holes in excruciating agony.
I could feel as the poison skipped joyfully through my body, tearing at my veins. My hand and wrist tingle with numbness, no longer able to feel the stabbing pain. The pulsating pain now travels up my arms and weakens as it reaches my shoulders.
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