Selena's POV
The dungeon was silent and dark as usual...
The chains around my wrists had long since rubbed my skin raw, and the Hellbinder around my neck pulsed faintly, like it had a heartbeat of its own.. I noticed a rash all over my body.
They had beaten me the previous night but I have stopped crying… my hope was on Karren..
I wondered what happened to him..
I was concerned about his welfare and how he was coping with my stay in the dungeon…
He must be broken…
I sat quietly with my head resting on my knees..
Tears had no power here. Just as love had no place in the council’s chambers.
The door creaked open.
“Food,” a gruff voice said.
The guard stepped in first, a tray in hand. A second guard followed, younger, lankier, with a smirk curling at his lip like this was his ent
