Chapter 36 THIRTY-FIVE

MORGIANA'S POV "What the hell are you planning to do?" Arleigh asked me the moment we were alone. I tried moving my hand to see if I could get away from the spelled ropes but it only got painful around my wrists. Cursed ropes. "Morgiana," called Arleigh again and I gave her a look. "I'm thinking, okay?" "Well, at least include me in whatever plan you're brewing!" "Just trust me on this one, okay? We're going to get out of this place," I answered and she looked at me for a second before understanding crossed her face. "Are you going to do something stupid?" she asked and I rolled my eyes. "I won't stoop down your level, Arleigh," I said and tried twisting my hand again but the rope still wouldn't budge. "You can't get out of those. Didn't you hear him?" I let out a frustrated sigh and then looked at her. She was in the shadow, afraid of the rays of sunlight pouring inside the room from the cracks. Then I roamed my eyes around and realized we were not in an ordinary room but some storage