Melody struggled in the grasp of the titans the brought her out of the office room where Seth and Luke stood. Seth was gripping his neck, spitting out saliva mingled with blood, his breathing was ragged too.
They set her down in an empty lounge room and left. There was nothing inside it apart from a fuchsia-pink armchair and a refrigerator. She was dumped on the armchair. Her head swivelled about as she scrutinized the three titans keeping watch from inside the room.
"Our boss says he's not going to kill the crown prince if you sit down quietly."
Melody couldn't see their faces. They had nose makes on but their voices sounded oddly familiar. Where had she heard it before?
She looked behind the armchair, out the wind. It was nothing but swampy trees for miles. Where was she? Was she still on Asgard? She couldn't act rashly. If she decides to run, she had no idea where to seek help and her mana reserves were still low from treating her throat that morning.
