I found out after 3 weeks of staying within the dungeons that I had never felt pain in my life. the fact that what had happened between me and Killian and all the incidences of bad luck that I had had was nothing compared with a few minutes with the old witch.

My little doll, that's what Elias the witch would call me, he would then proceed to try his best to unravel me, pick me apart and then put me back together with magic. At the end of the day I'll be taken away. By sunrise, that's when the guards often came at least that's what they said. and...