Eris had been plotting against his father for months. He was going to kill his horrible father and then become high lord. You were his mate and he was going to make you high lady. But Beron found out about his plans. Eris is chained to a chair with shackles made of Faebane. His father is questioning him. “Are you going to torture it out of me father? “No, not you son, her.” His father snapped his fingers and revealed you, chained to the wall, your arms above you