Chapter 75. Strapped Down by the Dragon

Eir’s POV

“What do you think you’re doing? Stop!”

Both my feet were already strapped to the chair, and now he reached for my arm. Loki watched the spectacle like it was a new and intriguing show never shown before, but I didn’t care about him or his amused face. He could rot in hell for all I care. No, actually, I hope Thor shoots a massive thunderbolt up his ass!

My focus was on that so-called king! I’d long forgotten about his alluring appearance; all I saw now was a wicked man hiding behind a title to do whatever he pleased! A loud screech cut through the room when the chair scraped against the hard floors, and his jaw tightened as my hand slipped out of his grasp. But despite the fighting, despite adrenaline rushing through my body, I knew deep down I had no chance. My feet were stuck, the chair was massive, and I only managed to push it half a centimeter. To top it all off, I’m currently about to be strapped down by a dragon in a goddamned cas