Quinn’s POV
After the Rogue King closed the door, I jumped from the bed and looked for anything to help me. I needed to act like I was here to be with him but put up enough resistance that he wouldn't think I was lying. This room had no windows or doors except one that led into the bathroom. Pulling on the main door handle, the Rogue King had locked it from the outside. He probably knew we might try to run, although that wasn’t my plan right now. Since I found myself alone, I began opening drawers and rifling through his things. There wasn’t much here, and each drawer I opened seemed emptier than the last. A clicking sound caught my attention, and the door opened as I quickly shut the drawer on his bedside table. A woman entered the room in a long purple dress with gold embellishments. Th
