An Unexpected Savior

Marcy's POV.

The guards backed me still, refusing to behold my nakedness. However, they raised the whips in their hands and began to hit me on my back repeatedly. I shut my eyes as though doing so could shut out the pain but I felt every strip of the whip down to my very bones but I refused to cry. I knew Lady Lysandra wanted to hear me scream but I made no noise except to whimper occasionally. T