DRAMA NOVEL ONLINE Chapter CHAPTER 55
Chapter 55
Dylan POV
The way the king showed me off to the crowd was totally different from a month ago when he first announced me to the world. He got a little bit physical then, and hurt me, but he showed me off somewhat with pride last time, making sure the world knew I was his. This time though, he showed me off in disgust, and destain.
Flashes of cameras went off in my face as everyone tried to capture my appearance. The brown potato sack outfit hung off my malnourished body and almost every inch of noticeable skin was littered with scars, cuts
and bruises. I was a state.
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“Accept me and all this will stop!” The king whispered, his eyes glaring with deceit, he tucked my unruly hair behind my car, and smiled at the disgust on my face, right before I spat blood in his. It was a clear act of pure defiance, and one that I stand by. The look on the kings now blood splattered face was complete outrage, a his fist quickly made contact with my cheek bone. An uproar of gasps sounded as my head whipped to the side quickly and body hit the floor again from the impact, my sight went a bit fuzzy and I shook my head to try and clear my half conscious state.
The king composed himself slightly as if he had done nothing and clicked his fingers leading to me to be grabbed again, even rougher than before, which I didn’t think was possible, and dragged over to a table were my graffiti scarred forearm was slammed down.
I Instantly began getting flashbacks of the day my principal did the original wound. People were staring at me with all kinds of different looks then too, only now it wasn’t just the schools assembly, it was basically the entire world, which caused me to turn my head to the side, I did not want to break.
“Don’t let them see fear. My dads words ran in my head as a torch was lit just behind me by the king regent. I could hear the flames crackling and the sound of my heartbeat filled my ears as it pounded in my chest. I was completely pinned in place by Two burley lycans while another grabbed a large metal rod.
“A lycans only weakness is silver!” The king walked in front of me and went on to address the crowed as my breathing began to quicken, my eyes shut tight as he continued his speech, it was almost as if he was putting on a show for everyone, almost like my misery was some sort of entertainment. “For silver to be your weakness is to be pure, therefore it is with silver that your queen will be punished. Cheers again could be heard but they were muffled in my ears. The crackling fire and my impending agony was what was clouding
my mind.
“Let it commence!” A clank was heard as the bar was placed in the naked flames to heat up, my head shot to the direction of the fire. I could see the large silver rod gain a scolding red glow as the metal heated, I was extremely surprised the metal didn’t melt. The lycan who was delivering the torture had a thick pair of gloves on as to not be burned by the original unheated substance as he finally took the rod out of the flame.
It was like slow motion, as he walked towards me. My head moved to the other side while I braced myself for the pain I was about to receive. I took a deep breath as I felt the heat radiate off the pole the closer it got to my skin, right up until the agony set in.
“Ahh.” A cry left my mouth as the heated metal made contact, my eyes slammed shut as tears threatened to spill, and my hand closed into a tight fist as my skin began to cook. I tried to pull my arm away out of instinct but the lycans held it in place. The smell of burnt flesh hit my nose and it felt like my heart was going to beat
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out of my chest.
“Shhhh” I felt a rough hand slam onto the top of my distressed head as the king began stroking my tied up hair. “This could have been avoided.”
He stated as my torture continued, the king then forced my head to turn and face my arm, making me witness my own degrading. “If you would just accept me, I wouldn’t have to take such measures.”
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