Noah spent hours lying on the bed, his mind running in circles as he thought of ways to escape the cage he had been thrown into. The silver chains on his wrists burned every time he tried to test their strength, leaving him exhausted, frustrated, and wounded. All he could do now was think, pray, and hope Nox would find him soon.
The quiet of the room was broken when the door slowly creaked open. Noah’s heart jumped. He thought it was another servant bringing him food, just like before, but when the figure stepped inside, he realized it was not.
A cold, mocking voice filled the room.
“Comfortable now, are we?”
Noah’s head snapped up. He immediately sat straighter on the bed, his eyes narrowing. It was the masked man—the one with the tiger mask. The man’s presence filled the room with m
