☀️ Arselia and Akonia

This internal conflict ended with the victory of Thiarion, my older brother, and then... - With some uncertainty in her voice, she looked away, but still decided to share her story. - In short, he locked me in a cage in the city square and ordered the citizens of the empire gathered there to rape me. Then he founded the first brothel in the empire and named it after me, ha-ha... I spent several of the following years of my life there, right up to the day Thiarion was overthrown, but my suffering did not end there. I had to live on the streets and fight the severe symptoms of physical and psychological dependence on potent substances that I was pumped with in the brothel. It got worse when the residents of the capital recognized me as the former empress. - During this part of the story, her eyes dimmed. - You know, I still remember their eyes, full of bottomless darkness and burning hatred, even though I didn't know any of their names. They blamed me for all their suffering and vented their hardened, hell-forged anger on me in various ways. They kicked me, raped me, and shoved my face in the dirt. It became completely unbearable when my clarity of mind began to return, and after another such incident, I lay on the cold ground, hoping to die and free myself from such torment.