“Who is she with?”
Penelopia smiled widely. “I believe you were with him when I ensnared you.”
Driada froze. Marcus! I need to find a way to overpower him. Perhaps then Thea and I can escape…
“There is no use trying to hide your thoughts from me here. I can hear and see everything. Your queen is desperate to save you, but I’m afraid she is destined to fail. Her role in the murder of my handmaid will not go unpunished.”
A cry tore from Driada’s lips, harsh and painful, before she could even think of holding it back. “No! You evil witch!”
Penelopia lost her smile. She reached down and grabbed a handful of Driada’s hair, pulling her face upwards. “I will make you regret those words, captain. But for now, try to become accustomed to the feeling of water in your lungs.”
Driada could no lo
