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Her mind was screaming at her, trying to wake her up but her body wasn't responding or rather it couldn't respond. Her throat stung and voice cracked when she tried to speak or even yawn. Her eyelids were heavy and vision was blurry almost as if they were forcing her back to sleep but she knew it was time to get up yet she couldn't do much other than laying on the cushioning bed while hoarsely groaned and whined. This feeling of restraint and aches were very familiar in a sickening way, a deja vu she wished to never occur.

Xena let out a long breath, trying to control her breathing when she felt her mind putting her guard up upon sensing the uncomfortable situation she's in. Glancing around, she sighed in relief seeing that she's still in the big royal bedroom of the young king. Speaking of which, where is Jimin? The General internally asked herself and glanced around the room only to meet with a pin drop silence and cold empty sheets beside.

Just when she thought of the missing young king, a blinding flashback of yesterday played across her eyes. Everything from the departure from Arak to the meeting which she wasn't allowed in then finally the night that was blurry and vague but Xena was dead sure that Jimin fed her something. Something in the drink. Yes, the drink he forced down her and it burnt her chest and throat. Maybe that's the reason for her seemingly dying throat.

However, what happened next got Xena riled up because nothing seemed to happen yet the voices she recalled was loud and clear. Most of all, that voice belongs to Jimin. She could recall the faint feeling of his plump lips against hers, but the dulling of her vision and mind and his words washed away all adoration she had for him for a moment.

"I'll keep you safe even if it means shackling you in diamond handcuffs"

His fading voice echoed in Xena's head and caused her to spring up in the bed drenched in sweat and gasping for air. She felt like something had released their grip on her consciousness for the last hours because now she could actually feel her body without the aches and numbs. Now that she think bout it, no wonder she felt disgusted....because her wrists were handcuffed with diamonds. Xena slowly glanced down to the disgusting sparkling rocks on her handcuffs. With one single look, she could already feel her power melting away and leaving her primal body for her defense.

This deja vu of her waking up in a king's bedroom with diamonds on her was getting sickening and she was not a fan of his boring yet effective techniques of keeping her chained. However this tine was different. How? Because instead of feeling angry and dejected that her enemy had caught her, she felt a pang of disappointment and disbelief considering how or why did he even think of this when it comes to demanding for her obedience.

Xena pulled on the handcuffs and felt the immediate pain crashing her entire arms and quickly halted with a hiss. He really went for pure diamonds, huh? She clicked her tongue at the seemingly expensive handcuffs and scowled at it as if it was Jimin. She knew she passed out last night but she still remembered everything he said and did including all his acting and their heated sessions

But then....why though? Why did Jimin shackled her like the first time they met and even drugged her to sleep? That's way beyond the line of her forgiveness and she couldn't wait to hear his valid reasons or else she will be shaving him clean and smack the back his head. I like yo cut, G.

Swelling her head with endless questions won't help a bit so Xena decided to find a way out of this diamond jewelry that Jimin probably spent millions on but then again he's the king. The best way is actually to find the man himself but judging by the stagnant of her power and the calm emotions in her, she figured he wasn't around or maybe somewhere at the far end of Inferno which she and her shackled wrists will never reach.