"However, if I came out here alive, you better start looking over your shoulder because I will make sure you will regret using their faces and insulting them like that."
There was a long moment of silence as the three of them stared at me. Strange, I thought. I could see neither abhorrence nor displeasure in their eyes. If anything, there was this strange remorse and worry flickering across their eye.
Why? Was what I wanted to ask, but I decided to ignore it.
"We don't plan to torture, violate, or butcher you, my lady," said Fabian. He sounded just like him and spoke just like him.
"That is very convincing, especially since I'm tied up in here." A sarcastic chuckle slipped past my lips, shaking my head.
"It may sound strange to you, but we didn't want to tie you up, my lady," he added politely. "We can always untie the rope if you promised to hear us out."
