16. Manacled
MANACLED
GAIRO
M y head ached. My wrists were manacled behind my back and attached to something. My ankles were chained together.
“Ah, my brother awakes,” Magdorian said.
My vision was a little blurry, but Magdorian was looking at a tablet.
“You know, Zyloxia told me how successful you were as a pilot on the other continent. Mother and Father always believed in you.”
“Where is my heart-mate?” I asked. She was pregnant.
“You don’t have to worry about Veronica. You really should have stayed forgotten on the other continent.”
“Fuck you.”
“I’m going to give you two choices: you can kill your pregnant heart-mate yourself and disappear again back to the other continent or you can fight in an ancient rite to the death on the next full moon.”
“I’d rather fight to the death.” I’d never kill my pregnant heart-mate.
“Enjoy solitude for the next seven days.” Magdorian powered off his tablet and left me to stew in my cell.