Lily Harper 04.5 - The Bladesmith - Plot & Excerpts
In that time, I remained completely alone in my prison. After Persephone relocated the angel, I did not see nor hear from him again. Although it surprised me to admit, I actually missed his inane conversation. Imbecilic as it was, at least it was better than the uninterrupted silence that pervaded the cold, rough walls of my penitentiary.What was far worse, though, was the fact that I had not bled myself in far too long. I could feel Donnchadh’s strength growing as my own dwindled, day by day. I did not know how much longer I could hold the raging spirit back. It was now simply a matter of time …At the sound of the heavy, iron door opening with a groan, I shifted my weight from one pained arse cheek to the other. I had been stuck in this position of my back against the wall and my arse cheeks planted on the cold stone floor for so long now, that my legs and arms ached while the rest of my body was numb.Persephone appeared in front of the iron bars, dressed as I knew she would be—in a long, body-revealing dress that outlined the swells of her thighs, as well as her prominent breasts.
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