Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 118

Outside the wooden door, agonized screams pierced the air. When Aurora heard them, she nearly fainted from fear.

She knew exactly what torture her cousin and comrades were enduring, because she had inflicted the same punishment on the captured Westhaven crown prince.

Castration-cutting a man's private part off while the victim was alive, and watching it writhe on the ground like a twisted worm.

If Arthur had screamed even once, the torment might have stopped. However, he had bitten his tongue and stayed silent. Her soldiers then urinated on his wounds and body, then slashed him repeatedly, mixing blood and urine together.

Recalling that scene had once brought Aurora satisfaction.

Now, it filled her with deep terror.

Liam pulled out a dagger, and she screamed, "No! Stay away from me!"

He kneeled, and cut the ropes binding her. Seeing her cower in fear only fueled his rage further.

To think Arthur had been humiliated by such a cowardly creature!

gone, he grabbed her by the hair and dragged her roughly outside. The cold and the pain on her scalp

open, snow-covered ground, and flung her

been stripped naked, and not a single piece of fabric covered them. Each of them were lying in their own pools of blood. Their severed manhoods lay nearby, also soaked in blood. They screamed in agony, writhing just as Arthur had. Unlike him, however, they couldn't hold back their

prolonged torture did

everyone cheered. Destroying a man's dignity

experience.

terrified and tried to crawl away. But she was quickly grabbed by the hair and

voice commanded. 'See how you inflicted

grip, and she struggled in vain. She had no choice but to witness the gruesome

turned to ice on their bodies. They were in unbearable pain, the cold and the injuries combining to make their suffering even worse.

been a satisfying sight now filled her with

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"Are you

them.

Liam said, his voice as cold as the snow

was in so much fear, her soul was close to leaving

began to slash at her soldiers' bodies with their swords. Each cut drew blood, which then froze in the cold. The pain from the cold didn't numb them; it only worsened the agony. The Westhaven soldiers deliberately avoided vital areas,

She didn't dare to look, but her chin was held tightly in place, and her shoulders were pinned down. She lacked even the strength to struggle. She was forced