His words felt as a slap to her face but Sky held herself impassive. Never let them see you cry Sky....<br/><br/>A trickle of true fear began to creep up her spine as Lord Jason stalked her, he was so quiet it made the room seem to large. His threat of living in her dreams was probably accurate she decided, of course she had lived with horrifying dreams for many years now, nothing he could add to them could be worse than she currently suffered.<br/><br/>Lady Sky was very used to the abuse of a man, nobody knew all the horrific beatings and malicious acts Lord Neville had forced her to endure. When Lord Jason yanked her hair back she did gasp but no sound left her mouth. She was quite used to being attacked viciously and very good at suffering in silence.<br/><br/>Her memories again, he continued to threaten her memories. Did he really not know of Lord Neville's abuses? Lady Sky had always been very good at hiding any evidence but somehow she had truly believed that others at least suspected what he did to his wife. It seemed her prayers of being rescued and freed from his clutches had all been foolish dreams after all. If she could just survive this perhaps she had hope to start over far away from this place?<br/><br/>Lord Jason was truly a monster she decided, anyone who could appear to be someone worthy of trust and love as he did and have such a black and heartless soul had to be a monster. What of the other men? Were they all beasts bent on making her pay for someone elses crimes? Was she truly as bad as they made her out to be? Perhaps her dead husband was correct after all, she was a whore and deserved no better than a whores existence. With that thought her chin trembled slightly and for the first time in many many years she let fear creep into her eyes.