Author's POV

The dimly lit room was filled with a heavy silence, broken only by the occasional clanking of chains. Ambhirini was bound, her wrists secured to the wall above her head, her ankles shackled to the floor. She was naked, her dusky skin glistening slightly with a sheen of sweat and the remnants of her tears. Her dark hair, streaked with silver, cascaded down her back as she trembled slightly, awaiting the inevitable.