VALERIA
I didn't know how long I had been unconscious, but when I finally opened my eyes, I found myself in a luxurious yet oppressive bedroom.
It wasn't the damp cell I had imagined, but I was still a prisoner.
The chain around my ankle, attached to a massive iron ring on the floor, confirmed it.
Suddenly, the door creaked open, startling me.
A man with long, elegant black hair entered.
Well, well, it seems the little princess is awake. He said, laughing, his sharp canines glinting and malice spilling from his murderous red eyes.
I sat up immediately, pressing myself against the intricate steel headboard carved with black roses and leaves, imitating a dark garden.
My legs were pulled protectively against my chest.
The clinking of the heavy chain echoed in the room, as did his ap
