As my eyes fluttered open into the dim shadows of the room, a looming figure bent over me, a long finger pressing gently against my lips.
"Shhh," Drakon murmured softly.
My pulse spiked instantly, hammering wildly against my ribs. I looked up to see him working quickly in the dark, loop by loop, tying a soft, thick rope around my wrists and securing the ends firmly to the wooden posts above my head.
Am I in a bed? I thought, my mind spinning as my knuckles brushed against a plush, warm mattress beneath me.
"What are you doing?" I asked, my voice barely a breathless rasp.
Drakon looked down at me, his dark eyes gleaming with an intense, unreadable light in the shadows. "Your back was hurting," he said calmly, his deep voice vibrating through the quiet room. "I'm sure the stone floor wa
