DOVE
Augustus's face twisted with a mixture of frustration and anger as he stared at me, his grip on my hair tightening. The guards shifted uncomfortably, the tension in the room palpable. For a moment, it seemed like he was about to lash out in a fit of rage. But then, his expression shifted to one of malicious amusement.
"Very well, Dove," he hissed, his voice dripping with venom. "Let's see how long that fiery spirit of yours lasts. Guards, take her to the hidden cell. We'll deal with these intruders and then return to our little... discussion."
The guards moved forward, grabbing me roughly and roughly tugging me up, where they unchained me from the chains that bound me to the ground and to the wall, and instead replaced another, and they then began to drag me away.
My body protest
