Sigmund entered his bedroom, his gaze quickly landing on the girl lying face down on the bed, her bare back exposed.
Bruises and cuts marred her once flawless skin, hastily bandaged by the doctor who had treated her injuries.
Sigmund frowned, clearly annoyed by her damaged and broken appearance.
Shuri had been his highly valued puppet, second only to Noran.
Yet, each time he attempted to turn her into his permanent puppet through making love to her, he was plagued by a severe headache that forced him to stop.
Frustrated by his inability to conquer her as he pleased, Sigmund had lashed out in rage last night, leaving her in this broken state.
Now, he regretted hurting her, as her body no longer looked as appealing. It would take weeks for her to regain her previous physical allure.
