Agnes' POV 

Audrey was back. 

She had a smug look on her face and a smirk on her lips. 

She had dragged me out of my cell much earlier and it was difficult to pretend that I was still the human she had brought here. It was hard to fake being without sufficient strength to resist the men who had dragged me across the floor to her little torture chamber. 

“I am curious, really, Cyrus will find out soon that you are gone. Will he come here himself? Will he send someone? Will he give up his throne? How much do you think he loves you?” this was obviously amusing...