Remember me naked
I no longer have the strength to defend myself every time… but I grit my teeth, swallow my shame, absorb each wound like a mark to offer later, when the time comes.
They hate me. They despise me. Some hit me out of boredom, others out of cruelty, still others out of habit.
— So, princess, sleeping well on your iron throne? a voice sneers, as a violent hand shoves me against the wall.
— Look at her, she still thinks she’s worth something, another adds.
Their laughter bursts forth, shrill, as one of the women tears a strand of hair from my head, just to hear my stifled scream.
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