HERON

I felt someone tap me gently. Before I could react to the tap, I felt someone's hands around my lips. The person was trying to stop me from screaming. I scoffed. I wouldn't scream even if my mouth was not covered. I had already gone through a lot, and I was already getting used to the torture.

There was nothing that would scare me at that point, even though it was death.

I didn't know who it was that walked into the dungeon, but I knew that the scent was familiar. Everywhere was dark, so I could not even see who it was.

"Be quiet, Heron," the soft female...