"The first rule is you need to look down" the lady commanded.
"Not happening" the answer slipped out of Arthea's mouth, even before she could control.
"If you don't do that yourself, we have our ways" the lady raised her hand only to push Arthea's head down.
Enraged by the act, Arthea was about to grab the lady's hand and choke that around the lady's neck. But remembering the greater task she shut her raging nerves.
She was made to walk through a haphazard path, Arthea struggled with the gown and the pitch dark surroundings helped her in no way to get an idea about the surroundings.
"Alora" the lady called.
Arthea who was busy trying to remember something or anything about the place paid no heed.
"Alora, where are you lost" the snap from the lady made Arthea repeat a thousand fucking times in her mind that she is Alora here and she needs to be alert every second if she has to accomplish her mission.
