Sadie POV
The iron cuffs were painfully tight, digging into my wrists, and extremely uncomfortable. I had no doubts my father had ensured that I would be in as much discomfort as humanely possible and I cursed a little as I wriggled my wrists around, feeling weak and dizzy as I sat on my bed wondering if he would take the cuffs off before bedtime, or if I was expected to sleep in them. Part of me was grateful not to be placed in the dungeon, but another part of me was panicked, knowing this was not the punishment he would be giving me. It was much too mild for my liking and my skin crawled as my mind filled with all sorts of images of different images of what he could do to me.
Gray sat on his haunches, his ears pricked, listening intently as the guards stationed outside, murmured among
