“It’s time,” The deep voice pulled me out of my subconscious.
I opened my eyes and cringed them at the impact of the torchlight positioned directly in my line of vision. Judging from how dark it was, I guess it’s midnight already. I’d taken a long shower after my meal before falling asleep.
“It’s time for your punishment,” Mr. Scary repeated again, annoyance in his voice “Prince Draven is waiting,”
My punishment. My heart missed a beat. I sat upright with so much speed that I felt the blood rush to my head. Of course they had to make sure I ate and rested well to be able to receive whatever punishment awaits me.
I heard the rattle of chains, keys shoved into a padlock, as the brawny man started to open my cell but I closed my eyes and tried to calm my nerves, to still my quivering
