chapter 3

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warning: there is torture in the following chapter it may not be suitable for younger readers so maybe ask your parents permission:)


borsa told the men to take will to a small building on the outskirts of hallasholm where they left him chained to the wall. 

he was left alone in there until  the next morning when a crust of bread was thrown in at him and a small water skin. will ate hungrily it had been over a day since his last meal. he wondered how evenlyn was going. probably better than him. one thing he knew was that he would never tell them anything about the corps or the kingdom!

will waited for hours until the hilfmann came back. he marched in full of his own self importance

"i have full permission from the oberjarl to get the information from you using any means necessary"

he cracked his knuckles waiting for a response. will didn't give him one well not the one he hoped for anyway taking a note out of his mentors book will just raised an eyebrow. he didn't let any of his fear or panic to show.

"do you still refuse to answer our questions"

"i'll never betray araluen i took an oath to protect it!"

borsas eyes narrowed he stormed out. 2 men entered after he had left they held short whips in their hands and their eyes were nearly alight at the prospect of what was to come. will nearly shivered knowing that it wasn't going to be fun.

one of the men moved forawd and chained him so his back was facing outward. he stripped will of his shirt as well. will stayed still as he then dangled the piece of knotted thong next to the boys face.

"i'm so glad you refused"

his breath had that smell of alcahol on it so will knew there would be no mercy

the other man brought his arm back and cut the whip across wills shoulder blades opening gash to the skin. will didn't flinch.not even as his blood started to paint the walls and floor. he promised to himself that he wouldn't give his torturers the satisfaction.

again and again they beat him until he couldn't take any more and fell into the reprieve of unconsciousness.

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Borsa was standing over him when he woke up and he had to fight the urge to cry out as his back flared

"ready yet boy"

"i'll never tell you anything"

borsa glared at him

"whats it to you anyway what has that country ever really given you they havn't made a single ransom for you or anything else i doubt you loss has even been properly recgognised amongst all the others"

"thats just it though. all the others. what sort of human would i be to put the already grieving and broken families through another war another chance of death another nightmare. and just to save my own hide"

borsa shrugged

"you'll be wishing for another whipping soon"

"so be it"

sorry for the short chapter🏹☕⛓🩹



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