The Dragon King

Chapter Twenty Seven

Meadowpeak

    Levi panted heavily as he stared at the stone floor, blood dripping off his chin. The pain was extreme, but he wouldn't consent. He wouldn't tell her anything.

    Aurora stood in front of him, and traced a dagger smoothly down his chin. "You're trying my patience, Levi. Either tell me where Maleficent is hiding her misfits or the next pain will be more intense."

    He spat blood from his mouth at her face, and gritted his teeth. "Do your worse."

    Aurora grunted, and wiped the blood from her cheek before balling her hands into fists. "You'll regret that." She raised a hand and curved her fingers toward him. With a quick motion, she slammed her fingers together.

    Levi cringed as a burning etched his cheek along with the feeling of his skin tearing open. He gritted his teeth, and clenched his eyes shut until the pain subsided. He imagined he had numerous cuts all over his face and body by now. She had been at it for hours, but he was determined not to say a word.

    Aurora lowered her hand, and stood with her chin raised. "You can end this any time you wish. All you have to do is give me the answers I desire."

    Levi opened his eyes and smirked. "I'd rather die." And that was true. He'd give his own life if it meant protecting the other Rutha's. If it meant protecting Elyssa. He wasn't any good to them anyway. He couldn't even awake his dragon. Elyssa and the others were more important then him. They might actually be able to stop Snow and Rokoda from taking over.

    Aurora sighed as she turned her back. "I'd be careful what you wish, Levi. Your wish may just be granted." She turned back to face him, and held a hand out to the side. A pink aroma glittered around her hand, and out of no where, a whip formed in her grasp.

    He gulped and narrowed his eyes. He wouldn't show weakness. He would endure whatever she threw at him, or he would die trying.

    Aurora coiled the whip as she slowly stepped up to him. "Usually, I don't stoop to Belle's level, but lately I've found her treatments to be effective."

    She thrashed the whip to her side, and it made a loud sound as it struck the stone floor.

    His skin crawled hearing the sound. He stared down at the whip as fear started to creep in. He pushed the feeling aside, and stared forward, his hands in fists as he stood on the tips of his toes.

    He sucked in a deep breath and let it out slowly as he stared into deep blue depths of her eyes. He watched her rear back her arm, and strike it forward.

    The leather rope wrapped itself around him with a stinging slap, but that was just the beginning. Aurora pulled hard on the handle. He felt the leather quickly unwrap itself, digging into his skin and slicing it open from his chest, down to his side, and in a diagonal line down his back as the whip retracted.     

    He grimaced and gritted his teeth refusing to cry out despite the burning he felt. The whip returned causing more pain then before as it hit the marks that had already been opened. He clenched his eyes and bit his tongue desperate to stay strong.

     Again, the whip came. And again. And again. Each time causing an extra amount of pain with each burn. Was she ever going to give up or was she set on killing him?

    Finally, after the tenth time, he cried out in hopes she would stop. And she did.

    Aurora sighed and shook her right hand causing the whip to disappear. "There it is." She chuckled. "I'll admit. Your a tough one to crack." He glanced up through his blurring vision at her victorious grin. "But eventually, I break them all." She took a couple steps forward, her eyes locked on his.