. “Come, Amariel, sit. ( ~ * ~* ) ( ~ * ~ * ) ( ~ * ~ * ) ( ~ * ~* ) ( ~ * ~ * ) ( ~ * ~ * )
She stood in the bathroom uncertainly, clutching the tattered dress closer to her slim frame Ruthlessly the guard snatched her thin wrists and unlocked the rusty manacles that swung lazily from her arms, tossing them to the floor with a metallic clank.