Chapter 111

It has been one month since Baine was sentenced to death and he is still alive. There are still people who are waiting to take their turn carrying out the daily beating portion of his sentence, so King Quincy is making sure he stays alive. Baine is wasting away to nothing after only being fed a slice of bread each day, his back is shredded from being whipped daily, and his face is almost unrecognizable. I go to the dungeons daily to see if he is still alive and to estimate how many more days he will be able to withstand the beatings. He has been begging me to kill him each day, for the past three days and I have taken great joy in telling him I will not put him out of his misery. King Quincy wanted him to suffer. This morning, he begged me, once again, to kill him through swollen and bleeding lips and no teeth. I shook my head, “Nope. You are staying alive as long as possible. I bet you didn’t know just how hated you are, did you?” He shrugged, “Do I look like I care?” I laughed, “You