Heena smiled, a bright, cheerful expression that was completely devoid of human warmth. "And in exchange, I got a really good soul to be my slave. So, I thought I would just take a look at the woman who caused it all. But I must admit, I have genuinely enjoyed this."
The Empress stared at her, the blood completely freezing in her veins as Heena leaned closer to the iron bars.
"You know what is going to happen after the Emperor executes you, don't you?" Heena whispered, her voice light, airy, and dripping with an unfathomable, sadistic glee. "After you die, I am going to take your soul."
The Empress let out a ragged, suffocated gasp, trying to press herself further into the damp stone wall.
