63 -- Revelations

Laura shook in her seat. Her head was bowed and she tried not to listen to the sound of slapping flesh, but that was all she could hear. It filled this room and it made her chest to hurt. She had rushed for him when he bent over Mary but two guards restrained her to her seat, using like the same chain that was tied around Mary's wrist to bind her hands to the chair and even her feet. That didn't deter her though because she kept struggling. The only reason she stopped was because Mary had whimpered, her eyes cutting across to Laura. Vacant. That was the only sign of life coming from henr since and Laura knew it was one of pain. So she sat silently, her eyes away from what was happening before her. King Eric grunted loudly, the sound making Laura to quake and then he was done, buttoning himself and sitting on his chair. Mary dropped like a rag to the floor and Laura screams, scared that her friend had closed her eyes forever. "Relax, she's not dead. Just tired." He smirked, pleased