Imona's Prison - Chapter 2
It had been a while since they had started walking, at least two hours. Imona was starting to break. Her feet hurt, her neck and wrists hurt, her legs were burning. She couldn’t even stop to catch her breath. Even with the horses walking at a slow and steady pace, if she even paused for a second, she was dragged along the dirt and rocks. The guards ignored her and chatted idly on their horses. There were four guards ahead of her, and then Killian’s horse at the front.