It was time for revenge.
Malvoria pushed herself to her feet, walking to the door of her office.
She paused for a moment, taking a breath to center herself.
Then she turned the handle and strode out, heading down the hallways to the dungeons.
The woman who had dared injure Elysia was waiting for her.
Malvoria hadn't touched her since capturing her .
Hadn't been able to focus on anything but Elysia and her own burning rage.
But now?
Now she was ready to finish what she had started.
Ready to make the rebel woman suffer as she deserved.
Malvoria was practically salivating at the thought of it.
She practically hurried down the stairs to the dungeons, eager to make good on her promise.
When the guards let her through, she strode down the rows of cells, searching for her prey.
Her eyes scanned the dark, damp corridors.
The woman was here.
She could smell her.
Could practically taste her pain in the air.
