When the maid came out of the room, Rigil went in. Windsor went to talk with the maid.
'How was everything with her?' Windsor asked the maid.
'So many scars inside the body. She was tortured…probably…in the most horrible way one could ever imagine.' The maid looked at Windsor and said, 'And you blame us for being the bad ones.'
Windsor couldn't talk back to her.
When Windsor entered the room, he was startled to see the room shining in bright golden rays. The rays were penetrating her body. Windsor fears that something wrong might happen with the girl. But a while later, she opened her eyes.
When she opened her eyes, the sclera of her eyes and the iris, both were white. Windsor backed away but Rigil was still. He was observing her.
'Can you…speak now?' Rigil asked and the girl nodded after a while.
She folded her leg and leaned back while looking at Rigil, 'How can I talk? My tongue…'
