*~Gabrielle's POV~*
My hands were tied up and I could not move. My gaze was blurry. Every part of my body was aching.
"Release me," I said to the lady in front of me while he just ignored me as he was sharpening his knife with fire.
"I said, release me, you bastard," I said, my hair all over my face.
And then he turned to me. "You better keep up straight before I cut off your silly head off." He grated his teeth.
And I yelled at him, "I dare you."
He just laughed and continued to do whatever he was doing.
I blew hair out of my mouth expecting my magic to do its wonders but nothing came out.
Damn it.
I stumbled my feet on the ground. I can't lose now. I don't have much time left. Lucien must be dying already. Tomorrow is his last day and I need to do something quick.
And then I turned to him, "Please, please, release me. I need to get out of here immediately. I can't stay here. You don't understand. Here is very bad for me. Please."
I pleaded.
