𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍// 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟏𝟒

Will startled awake at a loud crash. He bolted to his feet, wincing as his wrists-- torn to the bone from his struggling-- chafed against the manacles.

The cell door opened. Blyden came in, his red hair glinting like fresh blood in the dim light. He walked over to Will, pulling a key out of a pouch on his belt.

"You're... letting me go?" Will couldn't keep the almost desperate hope out of his voice as the chains clattered to the floor.

Blyden snorted. "Of course not." He grabbed the son of Apollo, put his hands behind his back, and handcuffed his wrists-- right over the wounds from the manacles. Will stifled a cry, blinking back tears as pain coursed through his wrists, sharp as a knife.

"King Abaddon has requested your presence."