Chapter 57

Forty lashes down and I can't take it anymore.
Eloive's back is severely bruised and lacerated. His skin is torn, and there are deep wounds where the spikes made contact. My wrist hurts like hell and the council doesn't seem to care that Eloive is slipping in and out of consciousness or that Massa is worn out. Rather they are busy enjoying the wine that some maid had brought in but nobody can convince me that Luwid is actually drinking wine.

The whip fell to the ground with a thud. That got their attention.

"You're not done wolf, so pick up the whip and continue", Farouk said coolly.

"No".
"No?", he asks standing up. "You refuse to obey?".

"Yes".
"Jesus Stormie just stop being challenging", Massa says.
"No, I won't. You all are being ridiculous. Eloive doesn't deserve this. Yes he committed a crime, but I'm pretty sure you all would have