*Percival*

Several emotions flowed through me, and I couldn’t help but shudder and let out a low whimper like a wounded animal. My body was being dragged off, and I was too exhausted to fight anymore. I would need to go through her abuse all over again, and one of those terrible memories bombarded me.

Cornered.

A few centuries ago, when I dealt with her wrath, I was cornered, constantly, with her screaming in my face, daring me to lash out at her. Back then, it was a ...