She will never beg for mercy

The Queen awoke from a fitful sleep, her body heavy with exhaustion, aching with pain. She found herself in a dank, dark, and filthy cell, unable to move, lying on the cold, hard floor with her wrists and ankles bound tightly. A thick blindfold had been wrapped around her eyes, denying her the knowledge of her surroundings.

The Queen knew one thing for certain, she had no freedom. The chains that bound her were the only things that allowed her to move, and they did not give her much leeway. Every time she tried to move, the chains seemed to become tighter, as if they were designed to ensure she could only go as far as they would allow.

In the darkness of her prison cell, the Queen could feel the chill of the air, a coldness that seemed to sink deeper into her bones with every passing moment. She was completely naked, unable to generate any heat as her body trembled and shook in the darkness.

The Queen had been in her cell for a week, and in that time she had been subjected to various forms of ****. Many times a day she was **** to kneel in a painful stress position, her wrists and ankles bound tightly with chains, her eyes kept blindfolded. When she was released from her bindings, she was always promptly placed into a small cage where she was barely able to fit, and she had to remain there until the next time she was required to kneel.

In the mornings, she was subjected to waterboarding. It was a humiliating and painful experience, and it always left her feeling exhausted and drained. She was then fed a single, moldy loaf of bread, which she had to eat before being placed into her cage or stress position.

Throughout the day, the Queen was often taken out of her cell and subjected to more ****. She was hung upside down and beaten, flogged, and caned. She was always blindfolded and kept naked, and her torturers never allowed her to see anything. After a few months in her prison cell, she had long forgotten what it felt like to wear clothes or not be in excruciating pain.

The Queen had endured all of this, and yet her fear and humiliation had never been replaced by begging for mercy. She had remained strong despite the horrors she had faced, and now she wondered what the future held for her in this dark place.