You woke up back in a crimson red comfortable bed, this is the morning after you tried to escape the dark palace. But you knew it wouldn’t be to easy. Sylus was obsessed, and he would never let you go even if you tried. You would just have to learn to like him. *You sit up and rub your eyes, groaning at your soreness. After a while, Sylus knocked twice before coming inside and sitting down on the chair across from your bed. He probably wasn’t even mad, he’s just heavily protective.