Edna shivered to no perceivable end, biting at what remained of her nails sometimes while just sobbing some other times.
How could it be? How could she, of all people, end up like that? Thrown and forgotten in the dungeons in such a disgraceful manner!
Even dead that wench still caused her problems… How could she have been so careless? So stupid with her words in front of the Lady?
Everything would have turned out fine if she'd just kept her story straight. If she'd just kept calm when pressed for answers.
What was she going to become? What was her punishment going to be?
Not only Arabella was dead, but Kathrine was on that path as well… That was if Silas hadn't ripped her apart just yet. The blonde hated the fact that no news reached her down there.
Only the cold draught and the harsh stoney ground kept her company.
The clacking of shoes began hitting the walls, echoing shyly at first but then growing stronger and bolder the closer they walked.
