Fiona's pov
Evil has an unending magnet, a fact manifesting as I saw people slowly pulling in, forming a crowd to witness my humiliation. And before their watchful eyes, I was knocked down to the ground, my knees scraping against the grass.
'Let me out, Fiona!'Iris barked as two guards grabbed my arms, spreading them out, holding me against the ground. 'Now!'
Despite the pain gripping at my heartstrings, I bore down on my decision to keep Iris locked up. Her release would only increase the gravity of my supposed misdeeds, which would put our pup in harm's way.
"Pass me the whip!" Lyanna barked, and another guard obeyed. "This is what happens when you disobey me," she yelled, her words directed at the crowd. "Count."And at her command, she raised her arm, flipping the whip through the a
