Abrielle's hand clenched seeing how eager the guards were to strip her. She took in a deep breath this was her life now. She let go of Abigail's hand. "We should pull off our clothes like the rest." She told the girl, who nodded slowly and started to pull off her clothes.
Her movement was clumsy, Abrielle drew in a deep breath to do the same as she reached for the hem of the dress. She had lost her dignity ages ago.
The moon shone in the sky, illuminating the open space square that was surrounded by pillars with a single well in the middle. The touches flickered as the wind blew by. It was a cold night without a doubt.
Abrielle felt the cold bite her skin as the raggy brown dress was slowly pulled off. Goosebumps crawled up her skin. Just like the other girls, she neatly folded the dress in front of her and then stood waiting.
Jocelyn, seeing that every girl had stripped, walked towards them, inspecting their appearance. Searching each mark, every possible thing.
