Amethyst found herself walking into the chambers she once feared. Following the whispers, she slowly opened the door of the darkroom where she was always punished and left behind after the whippings. She gasped in horror upon seeing the b****y back of the woman in front of her. Both of her hands were spread up and tied at the sides.
“F-fera?” The woman asked weakly as she tried to speak up. “I-s t-hat you? You.....are back?”
Looking at how fragile she was, Amethyst immediately went to her side and untied her hands. Her body immediately falling afterwards. She was in too much pain and was too weak to even move. Good thing, Amethyst was able to support her a little.
“Hold unto me.” Amethyst said as she carefully made her sit on the ground. “We have to clean and dress your wounds.”
Then
