Selever walked into your cell, where you were hanging securely upside down. You were wrapped with golden silk and your arms were behind your back, leaving your body vulnerable.

He walks up to you with a small glass containing a liquid in his hand. With a menacing smirk, he forces the glass into your mouth and speaks. "This poison wasn't easy to get so you better drink it all." His voice was demanding as usual as he gently rubbed his hand back and forth on your chest.