You wake up in an unfamiliar place.

Touching a pleasant soft surface.

A blissful state of relaxation and peace.

You don't have to think about anything.

Light…

A ray of sunlight makes you open your eyes slightly.

It's not easy for you to do this.

The desire to continue sleeping seemed to permeate every part of your weakened body.

However, memories of the events that happened to you slowly begin to appear in your mind.

The streets of the huge island city of the elves Tior-Faen...

Waiting in one of the rooms of a rich weapons store...

Passionate perverted sex...

Oolok fucked you like a pathetic submissive bitch, accompanying this action with the most humiliating words for you.

And not only Franz saw all this...

The unexpected appearance of armed armored warriors...

An elf magician who cast a spell that affected you and your two companions...

It is likely that the bodies of your companions and your body have been moved.

Many questions arise in your mind. And these unanswered questions make you anxious.

How long has it been since your... ****?

Where are you now?

And what are the goals of those persons who so unceremoniously and decisively moved you to this unfamiliar place?

Considering the sad facts that have taken place in your life over the past month (for unknown reasons, they have already tried to kill you more than once), it is quite logical that your consciousness is seized with fear.

You think with alarm: “In a couple of seconds, this elf was able to put me, Oolok and Franz to sleep with the help of magic... Now I am in an unknown place. If my... kidnappers want to harm me, then I will be absolutely helpless... I need to think of something! I need to find out where my friends are! I hope they are alive..."

The strange drowsiness that has taken over your body gradually weakens.

You blink your eyes, which are stuck together due to drowsiness.

However, after a minute you manage to look around.

You, trying not to make sudden movements, feel your body.

It’s strange, but now you have no pain from old wounds and bruises (the battle with the pirates on the ship had unpleasant consequences), to which you have partially gotten used to in recent days.

In the places of your body where there should be scars from healing wounds, abrasions or hematomas, there is nothing now.

Just smooth skin.

It’s as if someone has applied some significant healing facilities to your body.

Powerful healing alchemical elixirs? Or strong healing spells?

Dont clear.

However, you realized something: you are now completely naked. Your clothes (as well as your other things) are not next to you.

Your eyes scan the room you find yourself in.

So, you are now lying on the edge of a large bed, looking around in bewilderment. This luxurious bed, covered with an expensive white brocade blanket, is topped at the corners with patterned ebony posts that support an intricately embroidered canopy. You looked at the very elegant patterns that were embroidered on the canopy: extremely detailed images of forest trees, birds and some animals (especially many images of deer).

In addition to the bed, the room had a very large (from floor to ceiling) mirror in a carved frame, a small table, a bookcase near the wall, and a couple of chairs. A characteristic detail of the furnishings: pieces of furniture (table, wardrobe and chairs) were made of expensive mahogany, decorated with gilding.

There is only one exit from this room - a large mahogany door, which is located in the far corner of the room (to the left of the table and cabinet).

The sunbeam that contributed to your awakening shone through the window shutters decorated with silver patterns.

Heavy, thick, red velvet curtains partially blocked out the sunlight.

However, the curtains were not completely closed and therefore, from the right side of the window, the sun's ray, which penetrated through a small hole in the tightly closed wooden shutters of the window, fell directly on the bed.

You got out of bed.

Your bare feet touched the pile of the colorful carpet on the floor.

On a small table you see patterned porcelain vases with fresh flowers. You don’t know what exactly these flowers are called. But the flowers look very beautiful: large curved stems, large bright bluish-purple petals of an elegant funnel shape, flower corollas with golden elements that contain pollen.

You go to the window.

You think: “If I open the window, then I can look around the area in which the building where I now find myself is located... Or, if I’m lucky, I can try to climb out of the window and leave the room!”

The movement of your palm encounters an invisible obstacle.

It's like an invisible elastic wall that pushes your palm away.

Obvious magical effect.

You turn towards the door and run towards the door.

You try to grab the doorknob to open the door and leave the room.

Unsuccessfully.

Again the magical effect of an invisible obstacle.

Your hands can't even touch the door.

Whoever placed you in this room has clearly foreseen all possible means of escape and created appropriate obstacles.

You dejectedly walk to the bed and sit down on the bed.

A feeling of powerlessness comes over you.

Powerlessness and fear.

You feel that tears may soon begin to flow from your eyes.

Panic thoughts in your head: “So, calm down, Jerome... We have to think logically... My companions and I were going to find a way to meet members of the family... family of my father. Elven family Hyureeno. Rich and influential persons. Franz claimed that the manager of the weapons store would report our arrival and that we would soon meet these representatives of the elven aristocracy of the city of Tior-Faen. But what if Franz was wrong?! What if I was kidnapped by hostile persons?! For example: enemies of the Hyureeno family! Of course, they could kill me right away, but I’m still alive... And this room doesn’t look like a prison cell... But... The unknown scares me... And what if my elven... relatives want me harm?! Why did the kidnappers choose to use a sleep spell rather than speak?! I'm scared..."

Due to stress, you commit a rash, impulsive act.

You scream, “Someone! Open the door! Help me! Franz! Oolok! You hear me?!"

A minute of silence.

No response to your cry.

However, two minutes later you hear footsteps coming from outside the room.

Someone is coming.

You swallow your saliva nervously.

Your trembling hands wrap around your narrow shoulders.

A chill of goosebumps runs through your naked body.

Your gaze goes to the only door in this room.

The sound of a key turning in a lock.

The sounds of unintelligible words.

The door opens.