I guess at least I can shower. I might as well make the most of it. Iris thought to herself as she caught site of a bathroom that was attached to the bedroom she had been given. Right now, she was of no use to anyone, nothing was happening so she thought to take a shower especially as she could assess any injuries she had gained. Already she could tell her throat was swollen, it was easier to talk today that was certain, but it hadn’t fully healed from the tight strangling she had received yesterday from Ethan. As she moved herself into the bathroom, she could see the mirror on top of the sink, and she grimaced at the sight of her neck. Clear hand marked bruises covered her pale skin, colours of blues, purples and reds all in a shape of hands. It made her feel sick looking at the damage he had caused, it made her wonder how she could ever have dated him.
It hadn’t taken her long to clean herself up in the shower, the feel of the cool water against her tender skin had hurt so she didn’t spend too long in the shower. Using the towel to dry off her hair she looked at the box she had been given yesterday, words reminding her that she had to wear it. It would be easier than facing whatever punishment Ethan would do to her for not complying. Now she had to keep herself alert, fully ready for whatever chance of escape she could make for her and Caspain. Leaning down she opened up the box to reveal a pale pink summer style dress, rolling her eyes as she resided her to wearing such a thing as it wasn’t practical for running. Ethan just wanted her to dress up for him, that was all it was.
Sighing heavily as she rose to her full height now dressed in the pale pink number, the dress was some sort of chiffon material and clearly cost a pretty penny. A part of her wondered where they had got the funds, but then Ethan was sneaky. Feeling her damp hair fall past her shoulders she looked at the door as she heard a commotion. Stopping in her tracks she glanced up at the ceiling seeing some sort of dust fall down and a low rumble it reminded her of Bel Bicis. Frowning she knew something wasn’t right and by the sounds of the shouts outside she wasn’t the only one.
Running to the door she pressed her ear against the wood listening to the shouts outside, something about an attack. Ethan wasn’t here yet. Shaking her head, she tried the handle grumbling as it didn’t open. Though before she could even process her thoughts on what to do next a click could be heard, and the sound of metal dropped to the floor. Slowly creaking the door open she glanced outside seeing rebels run around and all heading towards the cause of the commotion not paying one bit of attention to her. Looking down to the floor she could see a set of keys and realised that had to be the sound of metal dropping. Cas.
Without hesitating she broke out into a sprint snatching the keys into her hand as she raced back the way she remembered being taken too. Luck was on her side because there were no rebels around on this route, they had to be preoccupied with whatever was going on which suited her. Racing to his cell she felt her heart drop at the site of him, he looked close to death and she had to get him out. “Cas! It’s now or never.” Breathing out as she unlocked his cell moving inside to help him to his feet, she would have to support him most of the way but at least the Capital would not be far. The border was not far from here and she could taste the freedom.