C22 Greyson Likes You

I look down at the chains, “When are you going to let me go, dear old king and queen. You do know that silver doesn’t hurt me any more.”

I raise my wrists and the chains rattles from beneath the bed. “Gosh, the person who did this, sure knows how to construct.”

“I told you not to run away, Minerva,” Grace lectures,”You wouldn’t have gotten yourself in to this