From Adelard to Turstin, Amelia thought as Adelard’s look-alike was like jumping from a frying pan into the fire. Just within the few hours she had seen and communicated with him, he instilled so much fear and pain into her. In her new cell, she heard squealing sounds, like two rats, next to where she was seated, which made her jolt up, barefooted, moving to the other side of the cell, leaving her previous side to the rats. The floor was wet but she cared less as she sat in her undergarments, looking around the dimly lit cell. She took her gaze down to her arm and saw the ugly scald on her flesh coupled with a gruelling ache that she felt. As she sat, Amelia recalled what Turstin had said, ". . .Place her in a cell and don't do anything to her until I'm back." Amelia thought that at least his words made his men stop torturing her. Although she considered the possibilities of what could be of her when he eventually came back. Would she be killed? Decapitated, with her head, hung on
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