My eyes felt heavy as I struggled to open them, blurred vision obscuring my view of my surroundings. I could smell something delicious cooking as voices filtered through the air. Gages voice carried through the house as he hurriedly spoke to whoever was in the kitchen. A door opened and slammed shut and the rattle of plates made me jerk upright.
Groaning, I held my head as my dry lips cracked. Licking them, I tasted small spots of blood begin to rise to the surface. Cursing under my breath, I allowed my eyes to roam the room I was in.
A beautiful four poster bed held my body, luxurious feathered down duvets caressed my skin and there were pillows strewn across me. A window had the shades drawn but I could see light peaking between them, illuminating the room just enough so I could find
