In a matter of one shocking movement, everything turned upside down.

Y/n didn’t even understand when it happened. One moment she was being held in place, the next her arms were yanked harshly behind her. Cold iron closed around her wrists. Chains wrapped tightly around her skin.

The chains were long. They dragged from her wrists all the way down, tangling around her legs, bundling near her feet so that every step became slow. When she moved, the chains followed with a pull, clinking and scraping against the floor, reminding her with every sound that she was no longer in control of her body.

She was being taken to the prison.

Her heart began to throb violently inside her chest, beating as if it was fighting to escape her ribs. The pounding spread through her veins, into her throat, into her ears, until the world felt loud and distant at the same time.

No matter what she tried from here, it would be useless.