The beautiful house she once called home had now existed to her as an entirely different prison. The priceless paintings wrapped in genuine gold no longer held artwork of places she wished to visit and the expressions upon their faces no longer came across to her as happy. She could now see in their dark eyes as they had been just as tainted as she, if not more so.
“As promised…” Her father spoke while tossing the golden coins forward from his hand until they collided with the pirate’s boot.
“Many thanks, but there is something else I ask…” Marrow surprised Genevieve as he then kicked the money back to her father.
“Is that so?”
He nodded before tightening his grip upon Genevieve’s hands that were forced behind her back. It seemed as though he wished to have her cooperation despite th
