Rahvin sat on the side of his bed, his hands wrung tightly around the wooden bottom of the bed and his arms flexed tightly to keep himself upright. A soft warm sun shone on his back, perfectly revealing grooves of red that had been carved into his back by the length of a whip. He had not slept in three days now, his back being unable to bare the pain of actually being straightened. The wounds needed yet more time to heal.
The young man did not seem at all bothered by this lack of sleep, the only hint of it were two deep dark circles that had formed around the bottom of his eyes.
It did not seem like he was angry. In fact it seemed as though he had reached some sort of peace. Rahvin had not moved from his current position in some time, and only when he heard a knock on his door did he bother speaking. His voice was raspy, as though his throat had not felt the touch of water in all the days he had not slept.
“Come in.” He called to his sister.
She would be the only one who would bother to come see him. The Sirens had been ordered not to come near him, part of Cerise' punishment, isolation. His sister would be the only one to defy the woman, partly because she would not be punished for doing so.
The young blond knew that this was partly the reason he had been beaten a second time, because his sister refused to play to Cerise' tune. He was not angry at this however, he was glad for it. Had Ilyena bent to Cerise' will, the creature would have won, and Rahvin would gladly be beaten a thousand times in order to stop that from happening.
Gritting his teeth against the pain Rahvin waited for Ilyena to come in.
The young man did not seem at all bothered by this lack of sleep, the only hint of it were two deep dark circles that had formed around the bottom of his eyes.
It did not seem like he was angry. In fact it seemed as though he had reached some sort of peace. Rahvin had not moved from his current position in some time, and only when he heard a knock on his door did he bother speaking. His voice was raspy, as though his throat had not felt the touch of water in all the days he had not slept.
“Come in.” He called to his sister.
She would be the only one who would bother to come see him. The Sirens had been ordered not to come near him, part of Cerise' punishment, isolation. His sister would be the only one to defy the woman, partly because she would not be punished for doing so.
The young blond knew that this was partly the reason he had been beaten a second time, because his sister refused to play to Cerise' tune. He was not angry at this however, he was glad for it. Had Ilyena bent to Cerise' will, the creature would have won, and Rahvin would gladly be beaten a thousand times in order to stop that from happening.
Gritting his teeth against the pain Rahvin waited for Ilyena to come in.