It went on for about 30 more minutes when she finally fell tired by all the resistance and protest against deaf ears. Defeated spirits Alaina slipped against the door until she was on the floor.
She pegged him as many things, but Alaina never took him as a cold blooded tyrant. This was tyranny, locking her in a small, confined dark place was worse for even Azai's standards.
Or perhaps she never knew Ivar in the first place. Alaina brought her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs, placing her cheek on it.
That was right, she was stupid to think she knew him by now. The truth was, Alaina doesn't know the man she is now living with, at all.
He could be capable of worse than this and she would never see it coming like she didn't see him actually locking her up in here and for god knows how long.