Dungeon of terrors

(A few hours before the attack)...

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Freya lay in the dungeon, cold and weak as her cheeks and body throbbed from Aldros assault earlier, but she never begged, she would rather bite her tongue than beg for mercy, from him, a monster that needs to be stopped

Her throat was scratchy and parched from thirst but she didn’t say anything to him, she held herself firm, And even though her breath became harsher from the intense cold and made her shiver too much, she hugged herself to keep her baby warm,

Her body was weak but Freya still tried to keep her eyes open and be alert, and when her body slammed on its breaks and almost shut down, the clattering doors of the dungeon woke her right up

Aldro was back, and this time he was with the young priestess, the girl looked scared to death as she came forward to where Freya laid

“ what is this? Why is she here?” She snapped at the young witch who looked like she wanted to jump from her skin,

“ a precaution, we will still go on with the we