When Freya woke up, she found herself in a room. It was a small simple room
Almost everything in it was white, the room was almost scanty, save for a bed and few other things she couldn't tell what they really were.
As she blinked her eyes, she began to get the feeling that she knew what the room was.
As Freya tried to stand from the bed but a chain around her arm drew her back and she landed on the bed.
The door opened, revealing a smiling Torr.
"Hope you are enjoying your stay?" He asked.
The events that had happened came flooding her memory, she had passed out while fighting with Torr.
And most likely she had been captured
She wanted to rip his throat out right there and now. But the chains wouldn't let her leave the bed.
It felt like the chain put a hamper on spells, she so badly wanted to launch herself at him.
"This will be your new home, at least until the emperor comes for you" Torr grinned
