Avis rolled her head and let out a moan.<br/>"Why do I have to wake up so early? Lord Darren isn't coming till noon," Avis groaned, feeling out of place. This didn't feel like her bed. It wasn't comfortable in the slightest, nor could she move. Avis' eyes opened to a foul smell. She cringed upon looking at the man. Was that him? Or had something died farther off...<br/>Where was she? This wasn't a fashionably adorned room, but a dirty woods. Avis struggled at the bindings but as her memory recalled she ceased to struggle.<em>Oh lord. Is he going to kill me now? How did I pass out?</em>Avis' eyes looked to his wrapped ankle as her stomach took a queezy turn once more.<em>Right. I did that as well...'</em><br/>"I order you to let me go!" Avis said suddenly, daring to gaze into his eyes. She'd not let him think she was so weak.