Clara woke up slowly. She was confused, dizzy, with a metallic taste in her mouth. She was lying on a soft but unfamiliar surface. There was hardly any light where she was and she found it almost impossible to focus on anything, if she could focus at all.

She made the effort to get out of bed so that the sound of metal, one that was not unfamiliar to her, reached her and she shuddered.

She sat up and stretched out her hand to find that a thick shackle was around her ankle and attached to it a large chain that surely would not let her escape. Unlike other times she did not let out a sob nor was she affected. It would not be the first time she found herself in such a situation.

What worried him most was how he had gotten there. The memory of what had happened before flashed through his mind and he could have sworn it had all been a dream, but from the smell of her body, nothing could be further from the truth. Apart from her natural scent there were two strong fragrances that rather tha