"your wife?" She chuckled at first but then burst into a fit of laughter. Listening to her rough shaky voice echo throughout out the empty cold room was kind of very spooky, it gave ones mind the horrifying picture of a woman sitting on aa broom stick, wearing a pointed hat and then laughing with her green round eyes. Quite a horrifying piece of imagination!
Ylva did not seem to mind the way she sounded, She laughed and laughed and laughed, meaning that his words were the funniest things she had heard in a while. Indeed for someone in her position, his words were really funny, first off all, he was the one who had put her in this place, his greed and ambitions were more important to him than this so-called wife, then secondly all these while she had been arrested never for once had he come to visit, he was galavanting around as the future Reverend Alpha but then all of a suddenly pops into her prison and starts proclaiming her his wife.
