Soft Heart
Sylvia looked at the prisoners. "Guys, it's not your call... you can't say no to my demands! You can only say yes! I won't tolerate disobedience in my place. I don't like keeping people by my side who will oppose me in every turn. Since you don't like obeying my orders, there is no use keeping you here at my manor..." she said and paused for a few minutes, allowing her words to sink in.
She observed their expressions. Unyielding and stubborn, that's what she saw on their faces.
"Alright, since I can't make you obey my order then I might as well dispose you all!" Sylvia said and conveyed her order to her men waiting outside the room. "Men, create a big bonfire and let's burn these two prisoners to ashes tonight!"
"Aye, Madam!" the men replied.
Sylvia looked at the prisoners, wearing a wicked smile on her face.
The captives looked at each other in horror.
Nathan was observing what's going on inside the room. He had his eyes on Veronica for a while.