Personal Maid

TESSA MERCER.

My eyes snapped open. I braced for the freezing bite of the dungeon stone, my muscles tensing for the agonizing crack of leather against my spine. Instead, a soft, plush mattress greeted my aching limbs. I let out a ragged breath, blinking against the muted sunlight filtering through an unfamiliar window. This was not the cramped, drafty room I shared with Maeve. The bed was massive