(TRIGGER WARNING: ABUSE)
Seraphina stood shivering in the middle of her room in her palace in Elyandria. Her fists were clenched tightly and her ears were swollen with tears. A streak of blood was trailing down her chin from her lip that was cut open.
The sound of a whip cracking was heard and she did not even have the time to flinch before the whip hit her naked back yet again. She let out a loud shriek of pain before it turned into a strangled sob as she realized that like always, no one was coming to her rescue.
"How many times do I need to remind you to never use your magic? Why do you always forget what happens when you do?" Krogon berated her, circling her shivering frame like a predator looking at his prey.
His words sounded harsher than the whip in his hand but Seraphina knew
