25. Imprisonment

Damian

When I came back to my senses, the first thing that my unfeeling body felt was the pain. I cried out, my eyes were wide open now. I took in my surroundings while trying to forget the ver-present pain and burning. I was in the dungeon and this was no doubt the Castle. It didn't take me long to realise that my wrists were bound, my knees were throbbing with dull pain. It has been long since I felt this kind of pain. I chuckled despite wincing, this reminded me of the man who sired me. The silver chains encircling my wrist must have charred the skin there. My back also ached, the phantom sensation of what probably was a silver dagger still present. 

However, my pain addled brain tried to decipher as to why I had suddenly been ambushed or who had the audacity to ambush me. I tried to pull on the chains but that served to alleviate my pain even more. 

"Still fighting, I see." An all too familiar feminine voice made me glance up. Alex