Melody’s POV
I woke up on a hard surface with my wrists and ankles chained. I felt the burning sensation of silver. I sat up from the floor and looked around the room. The room was barely lit except for a few torches. I strained my eyes to focus around the dim light. The air was stale so I concluded I was in a room with no windows. So I can’t tell where I was or what time of day it was. The whole room smelled of stone and ash. I wondered where I was.
“Ah, the sleeping princess is finally awake.” A voice called out. I snapped my head in the direction of the voice. I saw a tall lean man with silver hair and bright red eyes walk into the room from the small door on the right. “Who are you?” I growled. He simply smirked. “Come now my dear. Are you not smart enough to figure that much out at
