Chapter 112: Luna
"...that said. I am sorry it has to end like this... and thank you. I will never forget you, Luna, so die in peace."
Deep under the royal castle, in the dungeon where the worst traitors and political enemies were tortured, interrogated, and disposed of, the crown prince Noah sighed while bowing his head towards a barely clothed, ashen-haired girl chained to the wall in the farthest cell.
"..."
The girl, whose every inch of whatever was left of her body beside her mouth was a festering wound, didn't say anything and continued staring into the distance with a void look in her eyes.
Having already said all he intended to, the crown prince stepped away from the bars, closing off Luna's cell and walking off.
"...haaa..."
"?!?!"
But in between his footsteps, Luna caught the sound of someone breathing out in disappointment and flinched, trying her best to open her swollen eyes even a fraction of an inch more.
Whoever breathed out wasn't either her or the prince – but, the thing was, the prince made sure that the two of them were the only people in that level of dungeon.
Even though her hearing wasn't the best, with her ears and head exposed to various torture, the former member of the Shadow Guard could tell that the source of the breath-like sound was outside her cell.
...but the thing was that outside the circle of light given by the dim torch on the wall, there was only darkness...
If someone was really there, the cautious prince should have noticed a potential intruder...
...unless it was someone from the Shadow Guard...
"..."
Luna gulped down her saliva and shifted her position – her arms were spread out and chained to the wall by her wrists. Because of her first-amputated legs, she was sitting down, and a metal collar with the additional chain was the only reason she wasn't sliding down on the floor, slippery with her own blood and excrement.
The only reason she was clothed at all was the prince's visit – to protect his decency, not her dignity.
After all, the tortures she was exposed to were all focused on breaking her – in all possible ways.
"...!"
As the faraway sound of the door closing behind the leaving prince, the darkness right outside the range of the torch opened its eyes, reflecting the dim flame – causing Luna to freeze up.
Of course she knew that wasn't an actual darkness – but she could not believe that anyone could sneak up so close to the crown prince and her completely unnoticed.
That person was standing RIGHT OUTSIDE THE TORCHLIGHT!
NO MORE THAN FOUR FEET AWAY FROM WHERE PRINCE NOAH WAS WHEN HE WAS TALKING TO HER!
Luna couldn't even imagine someone being so confident in their stealth to do something like that – and she was amongst the sneakiest members of the Shadow Guard!
"...~"
"...you...!"
But just as she thought that, the individual stepped into the light, revealing himself and causing the tortured girl to let out a sharp gasp as she saw his black hair, which could hardly be distinguished from the darkness he came out of.
And that guy...
The very same guy that caused her to be in her current position...
He was smiling happily while approaching her cell.
*click*
"...wha...?"
Without batting an eye, Medea raised his hand to his mouth and extracted a key that he used to open Luna's cell – to which she could only let out another gasp, watching him approach her.
"Hmhmhm~"
"..."
Luna watched the black-haired young man crouch right in front of her and put his hands on the dead frostbitten ends of her stubs, feeling up the unresponsive tissue.
"...fucking perver..."
Luna spat through her teeth, giving him the most challenging look she could muster with her swollen face.
"...go ahead. You will not be the first and definitely won't be the last trash who will have me before my execution."
She scoffed, spreading whatever was left of her legs on her own, revealing even more terrible wounds.
"...~"
*SQUELCH*
"GHHHH...?!"
The brightly smiling Medea looked deeply into Luna's eyes and then dug his fingers into the dead tissue, feeling around until he reached the working nerves and caused the unsuspecting girl to wheeze in pain as the violent surge of pain pierced her brain.
"Hmhm~"
"FGHHHHHHHH...!"
Medea hummed as Luna continued to wheeze as her body writhed in pain uncontrollably, like a worm played with by a cruel child.
"Are you done with the sleeptalk, Miss Luna?"
"...how do you...?! ARGFHHHHHHHHH...!"
He asked, making the girl breathe in taken over by shock, only to dig his fingers even deeper as if taking sadistic pleasure in digging through the dead tussue, making Luna wheeze and writhe in agony even more.
"You were so obediently silent before the prince who cast you away, and still, you started blabbing nonsense the moment you saw me. My evaluation of you dropped significantly because of that."
"...ghhh...! Hhhhghhh....!"
Medea continued moving his fingers and worsening Luna's wounds, all without taking his eyes off her face as she gritted her teeth, unsuccessfully trying to hold back yelps of agony.
"Don't get me wrong, you can throw around any and all accusations that you want. The thing is, you have to realize that I will react accordingly~"
*SQUELCH*
"GAAAAAAAHHH...!"
Medea pointed out, actually tearing off all of the frostbitten tissue and straight-up exposing Luna's raw flesh and bones accompanied by the fountain of fresh blood splashing out, finally forcing an actual cry of pain out of her.