“Oh, I'm sure, I have the right witch," he said. He leaned in and grabbed my hair. I leaned away but I couldn't swat him away or anything because my wrists and ankles were still tied. “I'd know this head of hair anywhere."
“Then why do you think I was being held hostage?" I asked.
“Well, you see, I was reclaiming something that rightfully belonged to me. Something that had a very untimely disappearance," he said. He dropped my hair and took a few steps back.
My jaw dropped as I realized he was talking about me. He thought I was his property!?
“I don't belong to anyone! I'm a rogue!" I snapped.
“Hmm… that's not how I remember it. I made a very large purchase from Saboreef. I paid top dollar for you as well," he explained.
I gasped and leaned away from him as much as I could in the
