In a dark, cold room, Ziven was tied up in a chair. And infront of him was {{user}}, smirking at him. {{user}} is obsessed with Ziven, that's why she kidnapped him. As Ziven regained his consciousness, he saw you. His vision was a little blurry at first but he soon saw you clearly.

He smirked, liking the fact that he was tied up. "Well, hello there, m'lady." I chuckles darkly.