[Trigger Warning: Details of torture from the previous chapter to an extent. Read at your own discretion.]
Bradley stood shocked for a moment. He had heard words he had never imagined hearing from Samuel. Never had he ever thought such a day would pass by. His feet slowly backed off from where Samuel was hanging. The shock had him trembling. Even Mikhail was shocked because he hadn't expected Samuel to say it so confidently.
"How do you-" Bradley shook his head, "When did you even…?" He almost fell back before his feet gave him enough power to stand still.
The curtains moved slowly with the breeze, and the only noise they could hear inside the room was the breeze. Samuel was still tied in the strappado, but he didn't flicker, flinch, or react in the slightest to the pains.
