Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29559990-20150215004500/@comment-5583506-20150218194539

Great, she reflected. ''She just had to send me to a prison with a potential rapist... This will not be good.''

She considered herself lucky that he had fallen asleep so quickly again. She really didn't want to push anyone's bad side. Especially not in this place. But surely there would have to be someone out there who was wondering why only one sister could be found within the estate. Her uncle? Her aunt? Her fool of a cousin? Or perhaps her dear sister had just found an unbelievable excuse such as that she had run away from home or even died from strange illness. The opportunities were endless, to say the least...

She stumbled over to the bed, still half-blind from wearing the mask for so long. Her eyes ached and it pained her just to keep them open for a brief second. Not that it did her any good, she could barely see anything in the darkness.

She lied down and released a dampened sigh. She almost felt like crying, but she barely had any tears left. She could almost bet that the iron helmet must have rusted on the inside from all those nights she had wept inside it. She twirled a finger a round one of her golden locks. It felt strange to have hair again. She remembered that they had shaved her clean once they put her in that thing.

But now she was free of it. And would never have to put it on again. Yet a part of her wished to. There was no pride in sharing the same face as her older sister...