Lila's point of view
When pain dragged me back to consciousness, my body screamed in agony from the suffering it was going through. My wrists and ankles where the silver chains bit into my skin were burning. The scent of blood—my blood—hung thick in the air, mixing with damp stone. I was extremely surprised I was even still alive. And, I was naked! Lord no!
I forced my eyes open, and temporarily closed them back because of the bright white light in the room.
When I opened them again, I took in the room I was in. The rough stone walls around it made me realize it was probably only used as a cell and a place of torture for captured people like me. My arms were stretched above my head, and bound in chains that burned with heat every time I shifted. My legs were shackled too, forcing me int
