Re: The Keep - The Buckleys' Room
The ice bit into Liadan's back. The hands clasped on her arms and shoulders were like iron. Her nose and split lip were bleeding, her mouth was full of blood. She had to squint through two black eyes to see the third man hovering over her, waving a knife. He had straight black hair and cruel blue-gray eyes. Liadan spat in his face. The man wiped the blood and saliva from his cheek.
"We'll beat that out of you." He said, swinging a backhand into her face and sending her head banging into the hard ice.
"ARON!" Liadan screamed aloud, tangling herself in the bedclothes.