CHAPTER 18: TORTURE

Phillip's POV

"Hurry it up! We must show the new Lady our progress!" A guard said, hitting me over the back with his whip.

It was usually not permitted because I needed my strength to guide the others to make the finest weapons for an inevitable war, but lately the guards have gotten rather impatient with us.

"Keep your pants on!" I growled back, earning another slash.

It wouldn't break me. I had a family to get back to; two in fact. I'd hoped they hadn't forgotten me after all this time. I've seem to have lost track of how long I've been here. I never see sunlight. It's always cold here. When I'm permitted outside these walls, it is only snow and cold winds.

"Don't destroy our workhorse, guard," a familiar voice said, making my skin crawl. "Olga?" I asked, recognizing her from the Kingdom of Klaus.

Although I recognized her, her beauty shined through unlike it did back in the Kkingdom.

"Hello, Phillip. I prefer Lady Donyale so much better," she cooed. "I don't understand," I said dum