SILAS

I took a deep breath, calming the chaos within me, resolute, just like when I used to swallow my hatred over and over again, plotting my revenge for some distant day.

I lowered my hand, blood dripping from my nails, some torn down to the flesh. This kind of pain didn’t affect me anymore.

I picked up the mask and stared at it, my finger tracing the carved patterns on the dark wood.

I just needed to be smarter, make my calculations in silence, and wait.

Finally, I walked back to my room, ready to become the most disobedient slave of them all once again.

*****

SIGRID

I was having a terrible time, by the Goddess, I barely slept last night.

I felt a fire burning between my legs, making me boil with the need to scream from an orgasm—or better yet, several.

I lost count of how many cold baths I took, how many times I touched myself, writhing with unsatisfied desires.

This relentless craving for something to fill me just wouldn’t stop.

I cursed Electra, this world, and the moment I agre