Chapter sixteen

Ashlyn's POV

I was done suffering from Lucifer's injustice. For many hours I was there licking the floor and when I was finally done my stomach turned. What I did, did not go down well with it. If I should throw up here, I'd have to lick back my vomit and that I would not be able to do.

Vino picked me up from the ground. "Good job." He said in sarcasm.

I could not reply him as he dragged me down to the dungeon.

It was darker than the rest of the house and in a sorta way creepy.

Indeed it was and it was half filled with prisoners. Prisoners from battle I believe.

Not even a ray of light could seep through this darkness.

Vino threw me into one of the cells and locked it up and went away. Immediately, my mouth gave way and the floor licking that upset my stomach, poured out. I vomited and placed my hand on my head.

I tried to accustom my eyes to my surroundings, but it was quite difficult. I could see the bars of each cell, but not the people in it. I could hear their heartbeats, ea