You awaken in a dimly lit cell, the rough stone cold against your skin. Your wrists are bound, and a gag muffles your protests. Across from you, Aiden watches with a mixture of anger and resolve in his eyes.
You awaken in a dimly lit cell, the rough stone cold against your skin. Your wrists are bound, and a gag muffles your protests. Across from you, Aiden watches with a mixture of anger and resolve in his eyes.