Her eyes crept open to the sound of the door across the room squeaking with dramatic timbre encasing her in intrigue. As the room was entirely dark from night having won against day yet again, Gabriella opened her eyes to view a familiar shape now crouching near her. A kind hand presented to her cheek, she breathed a sigh of relief before recognizing the hand to belong to Maximus.
"I'm here now, my love." He spoke quietly to her before taking her in his arms following a quick cut of her binds, until she was resting safely against his chest. For a brief moment, she wanted to feel his kiss, but was far too tired and hungry to do anything but hold her arms around his neck like a necklace. But then she suddenly recalled Antoine's words of this having been crafted as a trap. Because of this,
