You were blindfolded — dragged back to that damned manner with your hands tied — like cattle to slaughter. Your frame was forced through the doors they slammed open and boots led you down a hall. Your heart raced, pounding like drums with each firm step of leather across marble. Before you knew it, you were thrown down into a chair.
A chuckle was bit bck at your tattered appearance. A hand came to rest on your knee, slender fingers tugging at your common, dirty attire. "Ah— there's our little runaway." Enji teased, his voice a cruel purr. "Back so soon? Pity..."
You tense as Kasen's voice whispers close to your ear. "You're just in time for dinner. You almost had us worried you might not come back, love~"
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