The stone walls of her cell felt like they were closing in. Lianna sat with her back against the cold stone.
Her wrists were raw from the iron shackles. The chains were enchanted to suppress her magic.
They made her feel hollow inside.
But she refused to break.
Her cellmates tried to sleep on the hard floor. Two Yanyu officers who she met while trapped.
Morris and Willem were in the cell across the corridor. She could see them through the bars.
Morris had a black eye from yesterday's interrogation. Willem's left arm hung at an odd angle. Broken during his first session with Captain Morvain.
The sound of boots on wet stone made everyone tense. Heavy footsteps. The smell of wine was strong.
"Please no," Captain Zhou whispered. "Not again."
The footsteps stopped outside their cell. Keys jingled as someone fumbled with the lock.
