Twilight over Arcania

Havel was of half a mind to start punching a tree until it snapped in half, but was aware that if he tried to, he'd break his fists.

A moment later the text inside of the glass window was changed.

Cem pulled the general out of the ice water and pulled off his clothes. He pulled the clothes on himself, they were slightly too large, but they'd have to do. Cem also picked up the whip before making his way to the door, which he rapped on three times with the butt end of the whip. The guards opened the door and saw the man at the door wasn't the general. They looked slightly confused, but Cem held up his hand and spoke softly, "I am the general, you can see clearly that I am him, the need to release the two prisoners in thee net two cells is flooding your mind, you feel your feet moving over there, those are exits from this hell and then you'll escort the three of us out of this facility to escape the pain of being in this area, the pain you feel."

Marcella scoffed, waving a hand that signifies her nonchalance. ❝Murder deserves such rewards.❞ She stood from her bed, the brand of her domina flaunting itself on the dark skin of her shoulder. ❝However, gossips of young Augustus' survival are no stranger to ear. Even Tiberius believes that the gladiator, Felix, shares the blood of Livianus.❞

I initially planned to read this as a fellow author, but I got hooked from the first chapter and quickly turned into a reader instead😂Only three chapters in, and I'm enjoying the development so far.