522 She's Yours

"Ian!" Etaya said aloud. "Ian!" she shouted. "Ian, Ian!" She screamed his name. "Please come fast. Please!" She tried to jerk the spirit away from her leg, but it wouldn't budge. "Ian, please help me remove it!" she shouted, desperate as hell. 

She heard heavy footfalls on the outside. The doors of the prison opened and King Ian Lachlan Aramaer entered. 

"Ian! My brother," Etaya shouted, "This demented spirit is here. Please save me! You have to. Either remove it from here, or kill me! I can't bear the pain. I can't bear it. Please relieve me of my agony. I beg of you!" She pulled herself against the chains with as much strength as she was left with. Blood had caked all around her wrists and ankles.