Frida’s Pov:

"I feel faint." She said and slumped to the ground.

"Guards! get a physician." the emperor barked as he tried to wake her up.

They rushed her secretly to a discreet part of the palace trying to revive her.

She intentionally spat out the medicines and kept her eyes tightly shut.

If she woke up, she would die either way.

That was the fate of this character, the emperor couldn’t bear for his secret disgrace to ever be known so after being dominated in the bedroom he would have the women beheaded the next day.

She had to find a way to return back to her reality tonight or she was screwed, if she dies here would she die in the real reality too? She gulped thinking about it.

"Let’s test her sensory responses." The physician says.

They tickled the back of her feet with a feather and she pressed her lips together to stop herself from laughing.

A cold substance touched her feet replacing the feather, then suddenly a hot object followed burning her flesh and she gasped awake in pain. "Oooh why would you do that?" she cried.

The physician frowned, and she realized they were alone. "You are a very bold girl, do you know the consequences of deceiving the emperor?"

She rolled her eyes "Oh please I’m going to die either way, it’s better if I can prolong my living." to see if she can escape this terrible fate she thought to herself, her eyes roaming around the room.

There was no such luck, the spies in the palace rushed to inform the emperor, she had been naive to think this was the normal reality and failed to remember in her moment of pain that the emperor had eyes and ears everywhere.

The emperor was very angry, not only had she not pleased him, she had faked feeling faint and even fainted, startling him and causing him to raise an alarm.

He must have really cared for this woman, because she had read in the book one of his dominants actually fainted in the water from exhaustion in his bath and he let her drown.

As she soothes the burnt mark on her foot with the cold cloth, guards burst in and dragged her to the palace dungeon. As punishment they stripped her of her already little clothing leaving her bear.

She had forgotten how horrible the book was and what a monster the emperor was.

He arrived at the dungeon now holding the flogger in his hand.

This was the dominant dynamic switch he liked to own the whole world. He was the emperor, the dominant of the whole empire and he had his enemies at his mercy on their knees but this was a very stressful burden that broke him mentally.

Yet, he could not show weakness.

So in the bedroom he got on his knees and let himself be dominated in wicked abandon as stress relief.

He was a cruel emperor.

She had pissed him off and he was going to punish her.

They opened the cell door and walked in.

She was chained with both hands in cuffs.

"Turn around on all fours." he instructed, she knew he was pissed and she had no choice.

It was this or death.

She turned her bare rear in his face, as the flogger hit hard against her skin and she jerked.

He flogged her over and over again until her rear was throbbing and her tears stained her face. "I wish it could have been different." he muttered and left the cell.

She collapsed but they didn’t allow her the liberty of rest.

They chained her neck to the wall, with both hands and legs.

The emperor came back wrapping the flogger around his palm "I thought you might have needed a break."

The flogger slashed against her breast and she jerked in pain with an odd sensation she could not describe...a sensation that would be considered insane.

Revulsion, hatred for his delighted grin. He was enjoying her misery.

He whipped her seven times and her knees were shaking.

Her breasts were bright pink from his flogging. "I really wish there was another way..." he muttered and she stared at him in disbelief.

"Forgive me...you are my master...but even disobedient masters deserved to be punished." he uttered and she stared at him for a good minute.

He was raving mad and she decided "Won’t you thank your Lord?"

"Thank you, your majesty, for the flogging." she said with a tight lipped smile. He turned and left the prison "Psycho." she muttered under her breath.

She was in the prison starving "Hello... won’t I get any food?" she asked the guards, they looked at her then turned their backs to face the wall.

God how did she end up here?

She could swear, she was in her ward room before they sedated her.

It was the damn drug making her hallucinate, she hoped the effect would wear off and she would be back to the ward.

That was honestly the only way she was going to escape this miserable fate. She hoped as exhaustion overwhelmed her and she fell into a deep slumber.

The sound of the door opening awakened her and she smiled, opening her eyes but her smile died as the guards opened the door. "It’s time."

She shook her head as they wrapped her in a sack of clothes and dragged her out of prison "No please stop, you have the wrong person."

The streets were crowded as they dragged her, she screamed, kicked and fought. "No please I’m not the one, okay I’m just in her body please understand."

They lifted her onto the wooden platform and forced her head on a plank placed between two stones.

The executioner raised his axe and her heart stopped in her chest as she raised her eyes to meet the emperor’s.

That evil and cunning man she sneered at him, if she managed to survive this somehow, she would come back and destroy everything he has built and take it away from him.

This was how he humiliated and murdered countless innocent women for his own pleasure, she never stopped staring into his eyes "I will have my revenge."

The axe dropped and her head rolled into the platform.

Blood filled her vision and then there was total darkness, silence.

Suddenly, like she was pushed under water, her body was sinking and she was suffocating in the cold water.

Her chest felt like it was being pumped, she jerked awake spitting water out of her mouth.

Was she home?

No.

She looked around, she was in a well.

The very bottom of the well.

She swam to the very top of the well.

It was raining heavily so the well was full to the brim.

She knew this girl, whose body she had been inhabiting.

She also died at the beginning of the story, her parents beat her to death and pushed her in a well to cover up their crimes.

The storm was unlike anything she had ever seen before.

She had resurrected in a dead character’s body, was it because she died? She couldn’t tell, this did not happen in the novel as the seventh prince was sent to investigate her death.

She looked in a water puddle...she had no reflection. What was she ?

Was she a ghost?

The door to a small shack of a house opened, this girl’s family was deep in poverty.

"Oh you are still alive you witch." An old man with a hunchback growled. It was the girl’s father.