(Nesta POV)
Early in the morning, I heard the screeching of the rusty bars.
He finally decided to end my punishment.
I groaned standing up, almost immediately grabbing onto the wall as I felt dizzy.
"s**t I cursed as I walked out of the punishment jail and made way to my poorly maintained bedroom. The guard as always stood beside my door smirking happily at how pathetic I looked.
"What are you staring at?" I growled walking into the room and slamming the door loudly. I quickly took a bath and dressed in a white long dress, something I was only allowed to wear in this dreadful place.
When I finished and opened the door, I was welcomed by familiar faces.
"The Lord demands your presence," one of them said as I walked past them. They were curious as they started to ask me how my visit
