Snow winced as she tried to shift to a more comfortable position. The damnable Haeddan elf threw her into a dungeon without a care in the world. Not only that, to prevent her from being able to escape, he stomped on her leg, shattering her ankle.
Pain shot through her leg every time she moved, but there was little to nothing she could do. The ground was hard stone with a smattering of straw to try and absorb some of the dampness. Rot and mildew filled her nostrils. Several pieces of straw found their way to less than comfortable places…
"If it weren't for that stupid elf, I could have probably killed that fucking lord and been away with whatever stupid piece of jewelry Lord Kane wanted…"
