Helena wasn't thinking about dying or going home. Really, nothing was getting past the fear. She'd never been in a situation like this, this which made William and his anger even seem silly. He'd struck her before, but never cursed her and chained her up.
"Of course they will," she hoped she sounded hopeful, despite her tears. The chains on her wrist rattled as she swiped at her eyes. "Are you alright?"