From the perspective of Black Knight:
***TRIGGER WARNING, k********g****
I awoke with a start. I was freezing. I attempted to rise, only to realize I was strapped by my ankles, wrists and chest to some kind of a bed. I don’t know if you could even call it a bed. It felt like a wooden board with a cloth wrapped around it. I opened my eyes to see I was alone in a dimly lit, damp, musty room. There were no doors or windows that I could see from my bed.
“Wren.” My name was called, and I turned to see the voice’s owner. Edward. I really wish that I had my powers at this very moment. At even half strength I could have easily blasted him into a million pieces. He smirked down at me, where I was strapped to this bed. “Or shall I call you Black Knight now?” He asked and laughed.
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