Betrayed by Blood~
The dungeon was cold, damp, and filled with the stench of blood and sweat. Kendra sat on the narrow bench against the wall, her back straight despite the discomfort. She had stopped crying by now and was only filled with anger.
How could Cain do this to her? Her of all people? Locking her up in this filthy place. How could he be this cruel to her?
Her once-beautiful golden hair was tangled and dull, her expensive dress now smeared with dirt and dried blood. Her skin that usually glowed with perfection was now dull and ashy.
The sound of approaching footsteps made her lift her head. The guards stationed outside her cell straightened. And then she saw her.
Carol stepped into view, her heels clicking against the floor as she approached the cell. Kendra's breath hitched the second she laid eyes on her mother.
The guards stepped aside without question, allowing Carol to stand just outside the iron bars.
