Agony - Fleur

It's dark in the cell. My body is freezing. My hands feel numb from the lack of blood flow. They're clamped in tight shackles and pulled upward behind my back. My mouth is gagged in a white cloth and my head is sagged. I'm exhausted from my constant attempts of trying to free myself. My husband is stuck in the cell next door, groaning softly from his last dose of poison. They only poison him though. I fear for him but I also know something will be coming for me soon. I miss my children, and I fear for Walter dearly. He is in grave danger, more danger than he knows.

The scraping of the metal signals that the cell door is being opened. The girl Riana steps inside. She steps up to me. Two guards flank. They unlock my chains and take out a thin rope. They tie it round my body, and I writhe in response. The first guard picks me up over his shoulder and the other escorts Riana out. We walk through the corridors, past prisoners who bang on the doors and past the laboratory before reaching the main door. Riana opens the door and walks into the the room, taking her place next to a person who is cloaked and who's face is hidden by a mask. The guards step forward and slam me down on the ground. My body aches with the impact but I show no weaknesses. The Master signals the guards to leave. He whispers something to Riana, who grabs me by the hair. She yanks it harder as she drags me by it and onto a chair that is directly in front of the Master. She clips chains around my hands, bounding me to the chair. I squirm as she releases the ropes and gag as she proceeds to clamp my legs in, before taking her place next to the Master again.

"Fleur, or should I say, Your Highness. How has your stay been?"

When I do not reply, he continues, "As you can see the chair you sit on is one of my favorite contraptions. Answer my questions and no harm will come to you. First question, where is the serum?"

I shake my head. A second later I feel a sharp, agonizing pain shoot up my back and into my head. I scream in agony, willing it to stop, but I do not answer. I will never answer to him, never.