Nyra didn’t know what to expect when the guards dragged her out of the chamber room. As they walked, Kael's words still echoed in her head like a curse.
Then be mine.
Seriously? She scoffed inwardly.
Instead of the cold stone dungeon or the sting of another slap, they pushed open a heavy door and tossed her inside a large, dimly lit room. The floor was smooth and clean. The bed was massive, its sheets plain and untouched. Nyra was confused.
She stumbled forward and turned slowly. The door slammed shut behind her.
She blinked, breath catching in her throat. “This... isn't the dungeon?”
It was a private room.
Nyra had expected Kael to throw her into the dungeon like Madam Vexa after she didn't reply to his demand to become his s*x slave.
She began pacing the room. Her thoughts chase
