Her extremities were bound. She struggled mightily, but to no avail.
Darkness began to creep into her vision, and finally, she succumbed to the oxygen deprivation, dazedly closing her eyes.
Seeing this, Walter gave a cold scoff. He released his grip, watched as the woman crumpled to the ground, and turned to the door. "Keep a sharp eye on her. Don't let her escape!" he commanded the bodyguard at the entrance.
"Yes, prince," the bodyguard bowed, with a stern countenance.
Walter gave one last glance at the unconscious figure on the floor before departing...
It was but a brief moment before Tara Summer came to, though her consciousness was hazy. As her bleary eyes assessed her surroundings and she became aware of where she was, a chill ran through her, instantly bringing her fully awake.