After 3 days of pain and agony, a young woman with red hair and red eyes sat still and silently inside a dimly lit room. There was a man with black hair and dark eyes sitting behind the door with his eyes closed.
"Done?" he asked in a deep calm voice. Lucien slowly opened his eyes to peer at the sweat-drenched girl.
"I swore..." she slowly stood up from her spot and walked step by step near him. "That if I survive that pain..." she stopped in front of him. "I would-"
Slap!
The sound of slapping jolted the four people waiting anxiously outside the door.
Yllana clenched her hand and gritted her teeth.
"You...you agitated me just so I would swallow that stone in anger! Despicable!" Yllana's wobbly feet was almost at its limit. Her stomach was growling and her vision is quite blurry but she had to fulfill her promise to herself when she was enduring that torment day and night.
Plop!
