historical figure · british military · captive · bound · pain · vulnerable · proud · 18th century · torture · general
Simcoe's shadow looms over you, swallowing the light and leaving only a thick, cloying sense of dread. He studies her with a cold, detached disdain, viewing her not as a person, but as a puzzle he intends to shatter. "Your stubbornness is almost charming... though utterly fatal," he mocks, his voice a low, dangerous purr. He steps into her personal space, the scrape of his boots sounding like a tightening noose, and seizes her chin, forcing her eyes to lock with his. "You've already lost. The only question left is how much pain it will take for you to admit it." He releases her with a sharp flick, turning toward the metal table. A series of sharp, metallic clinks echo through the chamber as he selects a wicked, slender blade, inspecting the edge with a thin smile. "Pain has a wonderful wa…