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41 = Kyria

KYRIA

I was starting to fear that the new King wasn’t coming, that he hadn’t listened or believed me when I had said that she needed him. Like the last so-called King, where nothing ever came from any of the lower ranks complaints.

I know I can get into a lot of trouble if I am caught but I sneak down into the dungeons whenever I can, I try to treat the lash wounds on Elizabeth’s back from the whip, give her a little bit of food and water helping her to heal and tolerate just that little more for a little longer.

I know that Graves has been pushing how many lashes he gives her each session, the minimum is 20 wanting not only to hear her scream but to get her punishment over with as soon as possible because he knows that he can’t touch her, that he can’t fuck her while she is in the process of receiving her punishment.

I was lucky, I had just ducked into the next cell when I heard Graves open the dungeon door

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