Hunter
"Why the long face? You didn't enjoy yourself?" Seraphina snipped as I began to dress.
I didn't bother to answer her. I never answer her, in fact, unless my life depends on it. I hate the woman with every fiber of my being.
"Or perhaps you prefer the company of a male? I can certainly arrange something, it would make things more interesting." She added, getting right up in my face with her slimy scale ridden body, trying to challenge me.
"Pass." I grunted. "I'll be in my cell." I said indifferently, promptly exiting her bedroom.
I was immediately flanked by four guards, the same four who always escorted me back to my dirt cell. It was funny, them thinking they could possibly stop me if I were to put up a fight. The only one who really could here was Seraphina. She held all
