The King Saved Me

...The stone walls of the dungeon pulsed with a chilling dampness, each breath a struggle against the oppressive air. Valkyrie’s body ached, a symphony of pain conducted by the cruel hands of the Queen’s servants. Bruises bloomed across her skin, a morbid tapestry of purple and green, stark against her pale flesh. Cuts, some shallow, others deep, crisscrossed her arms and legs, each one a testament to the brutality she had endured....

...She lay curled on the cold, damp floor, her mind a swirling vortex of pain and fear. The Queen’s servants had left her, their laughter echoing in the darkness, a cruel reminder of her powerlessness. Each time she tried to shift, a sharp, searing pain shot through her, reminding her of the depths of her wounds....

...Hours later, the heavy clang of metal against stone broke the silence. Two guards, their faces grim, dragged her to her feet. The journey to the infirmary was a blur of pain, her body a fragile vessel, barely holding itself together....

...The infirmary was a stark contrast to the dungeon’s darkness. Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, bathing the room in a warm glow. A young woman, her face framed by a cascade of auburn hair, stood by a table, her brow furrowed in concentration....

...“Valkyrie,” she said, her voice gentle, “I’m Doctor Anya. I’ll be tending to your wounds.”...

...Valkyrie could only nod, her voice too weak to speak....

...Doctor Anya moved with a quiet efficiency, her hands deft as she cleaned and bandaged the wounds. The Queen, a vision of regal elegance in a flowing gown, entered the room, a smile playing on her lips....

...“Valkyrie, my dear,” she said, her voice dripping with false concern, “I’m so sorry to see you like this. I had no idea you were being mistreated.”...

...Valkyrie, her eyes locked on the Queen, saw the flicker of malice behind the facade of concern. The Queen knew. She had orchestrated the torture....

...“It was just a misunderstanding,” the Queen continued, her voice laced with honeyed venom. “Those servants, they’re so eager to please. I’ll have them punished, of course.”...

...Doctor Anya, oblivious to the Queen’s deception, finished tending to Valkyrie’s wounds. “She’ll be fine,” she said, her voice reassuring. “Just needs rest and time to heal.”...

...The Queen, her smile widening, turned her attention to Valkyrie. “Valkyrie,” she said, her voice sharp, “I’m disappointed in you. Why did you show yourself to the King? You know that’s forbidden.”...

...Valkyrie’s heart pounded in her chest. She had not gone to the King. It was the King who had come to her, drawn by whispers of her imprisonment....

...“I… I didn’t,” she stammered, her voice barely a whisper....

...The Queen’s smile vanished, replaced by a cold fury. “Don’t lie to me,” she hissed. “I know you went to him. You’re a fool. You’ll never escape my wrath.”...

...Valkyrie, her body wracked with pain, her spirit crushed by the Queen’s cruelty, could only stare back, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and defiance. The Queen’s words were a cruel reminder of her powerlessness, a chilling echo of the torture she had endured....

...She knew the Queen would never believe her. The Queen, with her unwavering grip on power, had convinced herself that Valkyrie was a threat, a pawn in a game she was destined to lose....

...As the Queen’s footsteps echoed down the hallway, Valkyrie felt a surge of despair. She was trapped, a prisoner in a gilded cage, her fate sealed by the Queen’s insatiable hunger for power. But even in the depths of her despair, a flicker of defiance remained. She would not break. She would not let the Queen crush her spirit. She would fight, even if it meant facing a battle she could not win....

...For Valkyrie knew, deep in her heart, that the Queen’s reign of terror would not last forever. The seeds of rebellion were sown, and one day, they would blossom. And when that day came, she would be ready. She would be the spark that ignited the flames of freedom, the voice that would rise above the Queen’s tyranny. Until then, she would endure, her spirit unbroken, her resolve unwavering. She would survive. She would fight. She would be free....

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