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Maddox POV:

They stood before me, the four of them with their heads dangled below in shame, including Fay. Especially Fay. I had them strip their clothes off, wearing nothing but their underwear.

The room and their bodies were illuminated in red light, sent flickering by a dancing flame sitting upon fire wood in the heart of the chimney.

I was angry of course. Armed with a whip which I used to flog every damn foolishness off their bodies, It cracked the air as it lashed on their flesh. My anger burned me even more than it did to them. Some wailed and cried from the pain, the others groaned a little. Fay didn't make a sound. She was the only one not to do so, which annoyed me even more than I am vexed in the first place.

I walked up to her slowly, glaring at her eyes. She didn't look aside, neither did she show any fear. She had always been my favorite for her boldness. Although her boldness and her being my favorite underling, were more reasons that she was being punished this t