Soraya's POV
A wave of nausea overtook me as the rogue guards surrounded me. Hard as I tried, I couldn't seem to protect myself from their disgusting scent. I shook my arms wildly in an attempt to free myself, but their hands seemed chained to me.
"There's no use struggling," one of them hissed, bending closer to me. I immediately turned away at the sight of maggots crawling through a hole in his temple, my stomach gurgling in discomfort.
I felt sick, and my legs were beginning to feel wobbly. At this point I knew there was no use trying to fight them off. I was a captive of the rogue king, and what lay ahead of me was still unknown. Would I be imprisoned? Or tortured till I succumbed? It was like a sick game, waiting to learn my fate.
My mind roamed with thoughts as I was dragged thro
