章節 472: Tortured Soul

Once a pampered princess was now reduced to a broken doll. Marian couldn't tell the time or the day. Her mind was always in a haze. 

Her throat was dry and sore from all the screaming she had been doing. Although there was no one to torture her physically, she was already mentally broken.

Malik's dungeon was not an ordinary holding place. The entire room was surrounded by spells and magic. The illusion was its specialization with a high dose of hypnosis. 

She was served with the highest dose of each until she was overly high on fear. Her mind could no longer make a difference between what was real and what wasn't. 

Perhaps if Maimuna was in her place, she would have a higher tolerance and level of awareness. From the second she was thrown inside, a day didn't go by without the stench of blood filling her senses. 

She had witnessed her parents die in the most painful ways. She had seen power being snatched from her as she watched on helplessly.