Now that Caldor and Idriseth are together, everything seems to be going right for once. Cal is still bitter and angry after what happened to his guildmates, but he tries to put it all aside, move on, and focus on the new life path that's in front of...
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After at least two days of travel with no food and little water, Idriseth was too tired to fight back when he was dragged out of the carriage he'd been chained to and pulled by the chain binding his hands somewhere else.
He'd been blindfolded and gagged this entire time, and clearly, his kidnapper was not interested in changing that. Idriseth wasn't even sure which way they'd gone, nor was he confident enough about the passage of time to accurately estimate how far they'd gotten from the town where Idriseth had been captured.
Someone had knocked him out, and he'd had no idea how long it had taken him to wake up again, so he had no way of knowing anything. And that was incredibly frustrating. As if a dragon being held prisoner by a human like this wasn't enough.
The situation was incredibly humiliating, to say the least, and Idriseth's only comfort was that at least none of his kind would see him in this position. And that his mate was safe. At least, Idriseth hoped he was. The woman currently dragging him somewhere had implied something to that effect when she'd told him Caldor had betrayed him to save himself.
She might have been trying to hurt Idriseth, but if that was the case, all she had done was make the dragon a bit less worried about his mate. He knew Caldor wouldn't betray him. And even if he had, if he'd done it to save himself, Idriseth would agree that it had been the right thing to do. Above all, he wanted his mate to be safe.
Though knowing Caldor, he was no doubt already putting together some foolish plan to rescue him. As heartwarming as that idea was, Idriseth prayed to his ancestors that Caldor wouldn't do that.
He gritted his teeth as his boot caught on something, almost making him trip. He pulled on the chains angrily, hoping to get his anger across. Even though it hurt his wrists and did very little in the grand scheme of things, it was at least something. Being kept silent and blind was giving Idriseth very little opportunity to let out some of his anger about this indignity.
If only he could get the necklace off. Then he might be able to break the chains, but hadn't managed it so far.
The sound of his footsteps turned much louder and echoey as his boots made contact with what he assumed was stone. Unfortunately, being led into a building was not surprising at all, and there was nothing he could do to get any more information about the place beyond that at the moment.
He did his best to both figuratively and literally drag his feet, but the woman was surprisingly strong now that his own strength had been dulled considerably. Whatever he attempted, she just dragged him along, forcing him to follow her.
The walk ended quickly, however, as suddenly she came to a halt and let go of the chain. Before Idriseth could even think to strike, though, she was grabbing his wrists instead and pulling his arms up, only to snap shackles on. It was done so quickly it took Idriseth a second to process it, as blind as he was at the moment.
He bit into the piece of cloth silencing him and clenched his fists as the woman removed the chain from around his wrists. It was nice to get that off him, as the chain had torn up his skin enough already, but with the shackles instead, it was somehow even more infuriating to have some of his bindings undone.
