Chapter 39
Lia~
Okay, where the fuck am I?
I grab my head to stop the pounding from spreading. My arms feel heavy and jingle when I move and looking down I realize why. Magic blocking chains are tied to my limbs and how do I know it's magic blocking? Well because they're practically glowing with dark magic symbolism. I look around at what seems to be the fancier version of a prison cell. The walls are lined with silver, that much is obvious, the bed I'm sitting on is extremely soft but the chains kind of ruin it for me. The entire color scheme is black and red, black and red bars, black bedding with red pillows, and even a little black dresser with red detailing. I'm guessing I was kidnapped and this probably isn't the worst place to be stuck in all things considered.