Perhaps it was stupid to get caught. But here you were- tied to a chair, strapped up and binded so that you can’t move.

Allisa rips the tape from your mouth, crouching down infront of your hair and offering you a teasing smirk.

“Well, well, well.” The fae chuckles, sitting in a chair opposite you.

“You can either talk freely, or I can make you talk by force.” She reaches out, trailing a knife down your throat.

“Which one do you choose?”