"Hey, woah! Calm down, it's just me."

He caught the book that you had flung at him and looked at the title. He hummed and set it on a nearby table. Jasper knew that the book was intended for father.

"I know this isn't ideal, but you get used to it. Trust me."

He gave you and smile and sat down near you, ignoring the chain on your ankle. Jasper had one of his own a few years back.

"Y'know, it'll only make him madder if you keep fighting. Why don't you like father?"

The man who Jasper called father had kidnapped you. It was unclear if you were going to escape. Jasper was like you once, but he likes the idea of having a sibiling; he won't let you go either.