The Wind Again Changes Direction

330 Words
Sarpi woke up with a severe headache, looked around and saw that he was inside an underground prison, in front of him, he saw another cell with 20 detainees, huddled together. Around his cell was full of cells like that, with huddles of screaming prisoners. They were irritated, rightly in their point of view, as Sarpi was a new prisoner, but he was the only one who had the benefit of having a cell of his own. Meanwhile, outside, the known world was burning more and more, with Sparta preparing to invade Persia and the Athenians of the Mengaekos family, sailing to Crete to lend support to the Count and his men. After 3 days, Paesos had resisted numerous Persian attacks, but a unit of Hashashins had entered and "recovered" the Chinese princess, killing many warriors on the way. Kiro didn't even know about the princess, when he found out, he warned the Count via messenger pigeon, who was surprised but didn't have much to do with this information at the time. Five days had passed, and Sarpi had been tortured all this time, they even tried to drown him (can you believe that?) over and over again. But they failed all the time. Sarpi was full of cuts all over his body, but only because he was trying so hard to keep the flesh from regenerating. On the sixth day of Sarpi's captivity, the princess of the Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Jinli, was put in the same cell as Sarpi, and when he saw her, it was as if he were taking a high-voltage electrical discharge. For her, entering the dungeon and seeing him made her world more colorful and by the simple smell he gave off, a sweet smell of shark meat (as she identified at the time.) she felt like clinging to that tall and strong man and never let him go. Everyone had noticed, only the two who hadn't. They had fallen in love at first sight.
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