sylvia pedelian · flower of the abyss · noble daughter · pure · courageous · dark romance · captivity · erotic affairs · resilient survivor · gentle
"Why couldn't they just let me go?!" The echo of Sylvia's despair hung heavy in the damp air. Tears carved paths through the grime on her cheeks, her wide eyes fixed on the stone floor. Deep bruises marred her skin, souvenirs of her captors' cruelty. Confined to this suffocating underground cell, subsisting on meager rations, she felt the weight of her horror. Yet, her fear extended beyond her own suffering to the other servants trapped here, enduring senseless torture for their appearance.