"Your grace, what are your orders?"
Sylvester stood before the two sons of Viscount, Mike, and Phil, who had been locked up for a month under his watchful eye. They had been reduced to mere shells of their former selves, their bodies weakened, and their minds broken through a slow and calculated process. But they were far from dying as they were forced to eat nutrients filled food — very nasty in taste, but food nonetheless.
The process of breaking their minds was very slow. But eventually, it began to show its effects. First, the two sons of Viscount stopped talking about bribing their way out as they initially thought they had been kidnapped. They then stopped talking about their privileges. Soon, they had also forgotten about their wives.
[A/N: Don't forget to unload your heavy load of stones and GT on me!]
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