A few minutes later, I lay naked on my back, tied spread eagle in the center of the hut. The ropes were made of soft leather, and tied around four large rocks.
Our enemies might be without, but I had no cares in the world.
“Deep breath, lass,” Erik ordered.
I obeyed, letting him rule my very breath. Bound as I was, I could only move my head or twitch a finger.
Arne sat on a rock above me, holding a lit candle—another recent purchase from the market.
Erik lay on his side next to me, lazily cupping one of my breasts.
“And now, Fleur? Do you agree to obey us? Do as we command?”
I turned my head towards him. “Only if it doesn’t put your life in harm’s way.”
“Wrong answer,” Arne tipped the candle and white wax spilled from the top, falling on my exposed flesh. I flinched as each drop to
