A Pawn In Two Games

"Is that how you forced the chief guard to hit himself in the face?" Valda whispered, her voice barely audible as she locked eyes with the man in front of her.

The intensity of his gaze made her shiver compulsively. It unsettled her deeply, realizing how effortlessly he instructed her body to obey to his every whim, overriding her own desire to be many distance away from him. Mildred was talking about it so casually earlier, she had no idea it could be this… scary.

She wondered what else this man could possibly do, the limitation to his power, and it made sense why he was practically viewed as a threat to the rest of the inhabitants in ancesgon city.