Chapter Five
SarahThe third time Sarah woke, she was chained to a bed.
Naked.
Because that was a thing that happened to her now.
In all fairness, it was a very nice bed. The best she’d ever had the pleasure of being chained to. The sheets felt like water against her skin, soft and flowing. The mattress might as well have been a giant marshmallow; it was extra cushy, along with the pillows.
The gray elf sat beyond the foot of the bed in an overly elaborate high-backed black chair, complete with ornate scrollwork. A large black bird perched on the back of the chair. Leaning to one side, the man casually lounged with a hand resting on his knee as he watched her. He looked bored. He might as well have a sign flashing “Villain!” directly over his head.
No, that wasn’t fair. He saved her f
