Chapter 172: Crazy Hags

When she came to her senses again, someone had tied and cleaned her wounds. She was still hurting, and apparently no one had seen it as necessary to give her any pain medication.

She was still in the black obsidian room, and there was food on the floor.

She gobbled up the meat. She was in no way sure that it was still good enough to eat, but she ate it anyway, washing the pieces down with warm water that tasted pretty disgusting, even though she was thirsty and she had always thought that any liquid would be heavenly to someone who was thirsty enough.

Finally, after some time had passed, a man came in, and he was not wearing a robe, let alone a hood. His face looked like someone had taken an axe to it. He carried two pistols and a club with him, the latter obviously with the purpose of intimidation.

"You know why you're here, lass?" the man said.

Serenica recognized the royal symbols on his army uniform.

"No idea," she lied.