#oops this lizard had therapy today and is taking it out on her OCs it will happen again

[lovelizards]

"It's okay," she wheezed through her tears, "It's okay, you're okay."

The room she'd been given was inside one of the trees; its ceramic walls were warm to the touch, and it was dark inside, with only one small window not even big enough for her to put a hand through.

A makeshift bed - more like a nest - made of scrap fabric, an old copper thimble upturned to be a seat at a table carved roughly out of an old chunk of strangely smooth wood. Percy had set out more food on it, but Ariadne couldn't bear the thought of eating.

A foreign place full of foreign items. Items that belonged to that human, just like her now.

It was all terrible.

As soon as the men had left her alone in the room, she came unravelled. In a fit of manic rage, she up-ended the table and sent it crashing to the floor.

The food scattered and she kicked at it, kicked at the thimble, hurting her feet. She tore away the fabric from the bed, pulling it apart until all that was left was the pile of leaves that had been underneath.

Only then, finally, did her legs give out and send her to the floor in a heap.

The tears burned in her eyes, boiling over her cheeks. She clutched her head through a tangle of hair as the trembling in her hands spread violently, and set her entire body to shaking.

Part of her still refused to believe it was true.

How could she be trapped here?

It must just be a nightmare.

She squeezed her eyes closed, but even there in the darkness, she could see the greasy face of the human staring down at her with glassy, wet eyes. His bulbous tongue licking his teeth as he laughed at her pain. She could hear it, she could feel it rumbling in her chest.

"Please," she groaned, her body tense, and turned her head into her arm, "please, please -"

It couldn't be real.

Soon, her Nessa would come to get her, shake her awake from this nightmare. She would smile down at Ariadne, with her pretty pink eyes, and hold her until the terrible visions faded.

Another part of her, another vicious, cruel part of her was screaming.

You are here and no one will protect you!

The bow Briar had given her was resting against the wall, the quiver of arrows spilled across the floor where she'd dropped it. Both of the men had been so kind...so far. But she couldn't trust them, no matter how honest they were with her.

It wasn't her mind at risk, it was her body they wanted.

Ariadne tried to catch her breath, which came in sharp, painful gasps and loud sobs that were dampened by the earthen walls.

"It's okay," she wheezed through her tears, "It's okay, you're okay."

She repeated it again and again, whispered like a prayer.

Maybe, if she said it enough times, it would be true.

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