Sitting here and waiting for death is not a solution. Elliot's hands habitually scratched around him. The bed was cold. The other party had left long ago. The sheets and bedding were changed, but the marks on his body were lingering. Hyden did not lock him up. The chain seemed more like an interesting decoration in this huge cage. After washing and drinking some water, Elliot began to think about his current situation.
It was difficult to leave this cage by his own strength. The entire imperial capital was like an abyss to him. If he wanted to climb out, he had to rely on others for help. Although he didn't know who would help him, the most important thing at the moment was that he had to spread the news that he and Hyden were together, and the way to get the king to agree...
"Are you serious?"
Elliot responded: "If we get married, it won't be convenient for you to keep me locked up."
"Is this the countermeasure you came up with?" Hyden looked at Elliot with a bit of amusement as he lowered his head to turn the pages of the book. His slender fingers danced flexibly on the pages, like a white orchid in full bloom: "Do you know that after marrying a royal family member, your body will be buried together. If I die, you will not be able to live?"
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