Chapter 12
The first sensation that Cassie felt was, strangely enough, numbness. She drifted in a hazy fog of it, her mind slowly unfurling from the perfectly blank state of unconsciousness.
Then came the pain.
Cassie sucked in a breath and surfaced to find herself bound tight from shoulder to foot, arms crossed over her chest like a pharaoh awaiting burial. Thin corded rope bit into her wrists, hips, and ankles. The ropes cut at her sensitive skin in some places and deprived her fingers and toes of blood, which explained the numbness and pain.
She was standing upright, her back pressed against cool, rough stone. Her feet were bare, and she wore nothing but the thin silk robe she’d worn at the Manor… and a blindfold. That much was new. How had she come to be wearing a blindfold?
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