This was your fourth show. Each time a different dance, a different tune.
Your limbs seemed to grow heavier day by day and the skin around where your shackles were was starting to peel off, leaving marks on your delicate skin. You sigh as the now pestering clapping commenced once again, your body readying for the torture to come.
Your body was slightly frailer than before, as you hadn't gotten eat nor drink for a timespan of about five days. Reyoldo's voice was no longer the suave young man's it belonged to anymore, no. Not to your ears.
It was the voice of a torturer, a heartless bastard who used others for means of entertainment and money.
He goes through the introduction once again, your dance put before you as your cage throws you onstage, the shackles slamming themselves to your raw wrists and ankles, pulling you this way and that as the classical music started up once again.
A pair of golden eyes watched from a hole through the rickety wood wall, gasping softly, as to not be heard. "Lady...Y/N?"
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Shall We Dance? - SnakeXReader
FanfictionThis is a sequel to my other Snake X Reader fic, check that one out on my profile once you get there! "Miss Y/N, I see that apparently you're quite the Snake charmer...no?" He chuckled, bringing forth the prisoner.
