Romain

The chains are wrapped so tight around my wrist that my hands feel numb.

They're not made of silver, at least, which is a relief but I have no expectations, not at this point. I'm trapped and there's no way in hell I'll be able to get myself out of this situation, not with the hatred Soren feels toward me.

I've already started making peace with the fact that I'll die in this place.

I only have two concerns: Emmalee and the kid. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have cared about what ...