Wanda
I woke up on a very soft, very large bed. As I sat up with a jerk, my left wrist caught on something. I looked down at myself, I was still wearing the same clothes. However, there was a heavy metal bracelet around my wrist with a chain attached to it, which was fixed to the bed.
Not again!
I pulled and tugged at it, but it didn't give an inch. The chain was attached to one of the posts of the four-poster bed, which looked like something out of a romance novel. The four-poster bed had a white canopy and matching curtains, the bed was covered in pink silk and about 20 pillows were lined up at the head of the bed.
"Ah, you're awake." Said a voice.
I looked around the room and saw a man in his early 40s. He was sitting in the armchair next to the bed and looked at me. He was tall, h
