Sienna would be awoken that next morning with her curtains being drawn apart by a familiar physique now made between the crimson curtains. But before she would address Ingram, wrapped in one of her classic emerald cloaks, her hand would rise to rub her tired eyes as she would realize she no longer resided on the cold stone of the floor and was instead lounged in the bed along with her shackles having been removed. But as she noted the absence of the cold steel, her eyes also managed to focus on that of a thin jade bracelet intertwined with gold now skintight to her wrist. Observing it for a moment, she would find Ingram’s voice of clarification offering an explanation.
“It is called an ‘intravenous hold’...It is connected to your veins and therefore your heart...You are unable to remove
