“Was he going to chain her again and leave? Sit at the table all night and watch her? She stared at him, waiting. He pointed at the bed. “Go on, get in.” After a moment’s hesitation, she did. She noticed absently that she’d been asleep long enough that her hair was now dry. It was still tangled and matted around her face, but it smelled fresh. Maybe it was because I was clean and warm and.”
