Chapter 6 · Lord of the Forbidden Realm

"On your knees." The shadow chains ripped Selena forward and slammed her to the black glass floor of my realm.

"Cane!" She caught herself on her hands, white knuckles, hair falling over her face. "Let go of me!"

"No." I stepped closer, slow. My boots didn't make a sound on the glass. "You don't give orders here, Saintess. You take them."

She jerked against the chains. They tightened. Black links, cold, biting into her wrists, humming with void. She'd never felt them before. She'd only ever used light.

"What is this place?" she snapped, breathing hard. "What did you do?"

"My place." I crouched in front of her so we were eye level. "You called it the Void. Like it was a pit to throw trash into. It's not a pit. It's a kingdom. And you're in my throne room."

Her eyes flashed. That holy blue, furious. "You dragged me here. Like a coward."

"Like a husband you sacrificed," I said. "Remember? You put the knife in my chest yourself. So yeah, I dragged you. We're even."

She flinched. Good.

The air here was different. No wind. No light except what I allowed.