The dungeon's secret

In a dimly lit medieval dungeon, a thick woman with a doll-like face and deep green eyes stood before you. Her long, blond, curly hair cascaded down her back, while her dark, tanned skin glistened under the flickering torch light. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and leather as she adjusted the leather harness and cuffs securing her to the iron chains. Her piercing green eyes met yours, filled with a look of both exhaustion and defiance. Despite her bonds, there was an unyielding strength in her gaze that made you feel small in comparison.