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𝑀𝜄𝛼𝜋𝜕𝜄𝛼
➶ ➴↶*ೃ✧˚. ❃ ↷ ˊ-
SHE AWOKE THAT MORNING TO AN ASSAILANT. The unfamiliar figure grasped at her arm, sharp nails piercing her skin.
She reacted instantly, kicking a leg out, sweeping the person's feet and lunging for their neck. Her scarred hands wrapped around their throat and she watched as dark brown eyes bulged, fear in their gaze.
She squeezed her fingers tighter, teeth pulled into a growl.
Death would not claim her..
"My lady!" a voice yelled. Feminine, hurried, panicked. "Go get the captain. Hurry!"
That was when the darkness broke from around her. She was in her new room, surrounded by bustling maids and the person beneath her was—
a young girl.
Gasping, she hurriedly released the girl.
The poor child was gasping for air, a small hand clawing at her bruised throat. A hush went around the room as her fellow servants lent her aid.
They each looked at her in terror, eyes wandering to the scares that littered her body, the bandages that she still wore, her disfigured hands.
Hands that had been ready to kill.
Noise came from outside before Chaol came bursting in, urgency in his step. He took a glance at the maid on the ground, then to her hunched position standing far away, a huddle of maids in the middle between. To protect the girl from her.
"What the hell happened?"
His words were clipped though she didn't answer. Something in her bones made her shake, the shadows in the room reaching for her. She couldn't look at him. Couldn't look at any of them.
