Her head throbbed, she was cold and groggy and there was a weight on her legs. She moved a little, only to feel the hot sting of iron on her flesh. Ella gasped and tried to shrink and escape the pain. Nothing. The iron was stopping her from using magic, and she was too weakened by the coming winter to do much else. She sat up, carefully, so she could see how she was trapped.“Please don’t move.” Isaac carefully adjusted the iron so it was no longer touching her skin, but she could feel it through her clothes. Her ankles were burned despite the protection of the fabric. He was sitting next to the bed, on guard duty no doubt.What had happened while she was unconscious? Damn Melody to the river. She should’ve returned to Annwyn and left the ungrateful girl out of pocket and with no dress.But she’d expected more from Isaac. “How could you do this to me?”Her snarl wasn’t as effective when half reclining. However, she was sure her glare had maximum effect by the way he glanced down.Was he part of his sister’s plan?
