Almost 10 cabins surrounded the river of North. in one of them that located in the corner of the village, Cordelia was tied to an oak pillar that weakened the wizards' power and hurt her skin, in which case she could not defend herself,
she kept twisting herself to untie the ropes from her legs and arms. Still, the rope was tightly closed and would not open. A dishevelled older woman would come into the hut every morning. She would insert a hot skewer into her arm as she drank like a straw from Cordelia's soul.
She tried to scream for help, but no one could hear her in that place, or they didn't care about the messy girl in the cabin. That day when the older woman gets in for her food, Cordelia stopped shouting or moving, she stared down at the woman calmly like she didn't feel the pain anymore.
