A shrill and sharp voice pierced through the silent prison corridor.
" What are you waiting for? Strip her! Whip her until her skin tears!" Lyra snapped coldly, her voice echoing through the damp stone walls of the underground prison. She stood tall, flanked by a few silent maids and two guards whose faces remained unreadable.
Danika hadn't been able to process what she had been doing in the cell when she saw her. And at such a late hour. Her punishment hadn't been decided by Damien either for Lyra to be there.
But when the maids who came with he had begun to beat her and hurl painful smacks on her body, she knew exactly what she had come for. Her sadistic lifestyle right from Crimson Veil.
She often did this to her then. Locking her up in the storage room and having the servants whip and smack her when commanded, whenever she framed her then for stealing her necklace or jewelries. And her father had always watched silently without doing anything.
